Dash Syndrome

Yeah

Put the mouse down,

man

It's time to face reality

You've been staring at the grid for three whole days Stuck in

a loop, lost in a green-screen haze Clicking that button like your

life's on the line Trying to fly a little rocket through a

tight design You memorize the obstacles,

you memorize the spikes Counting up your failures on your streaming page

likes But you can't jump over what you're missing outside While you're

practicing a level with nowhere left to hide

(Click, click, click)

That's all I hear in the dark (Tap,

tap, tap) You're trying to make your mark

But you're stuck at ninety-nine percent again

Yeah, you're stuck at ninety-nine percent again

Stereo Madness got a hold on your brain Back on track but

you are going insane Dry Out,

base after base, it's a trap Every single jump is mapped out

on your lap You're crying on the stream over stereo sound While

the real world is spinning all around Put the mouse down,

take a breath of fresh air Before you lose your mind to

another yellow square

(Click, click, click)

That's all I hear in the dark (Tap,

tap, tap) You're trying to make your mark

But you're stuck at ninety-nine percent again

Yeah, you're stuck at ninety-nine percent again

Ninety-nine percent... (hahaha) Game over,

man Go touch some grass