Watching everything unravel, I just keep distracting you. No rules for me, you're just GONE over this; doesn't matter how close you are to coming; attention undivided, brain's fucking busted.
But the block button isn't giving you any relief anymore. No matter how changed you feel, you'll just keep on adjusting. What do you even recognize besides me? You know it. You're fucked. You aren't going anywhere.