DFGF (Desert Flash Game Flute)

It's
So
Boring
To stay at home all damn day
Doin nothing but eating chips and goddamn play
Online on flash games that got you stuck
In front of your computer, like a fuck
Ing idiot, instead of it you be out
Side chillin with ya homies enjoyin the breeze
You could even make some cheese
Chillin in a club with a chick that's double d's
But no you stupid weirdo, you carry on eating ya nachos
Level five of the game
And it was tough but here it goes
Another lame ass maze that you gotta solve right now
Right now!

Time pass, time flies, the game is tougher than you thought
You probably spent one hour thinkin try'na figure that shit out
But you carry on carry on don't stop don't stop
You don't wanna see anyone

It's way to cold downstairs you not even dressed let's stay at home
4 In the morning, you're bored, and you got a master headache
Should'nt stay in that position cuz you start to feel your neck
Hurts, your back hurts, your eyes bleed, your body needs
Attention, there is nothin you would do when you are stuck in a depression
There is nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin I would do
The desert flutes are in my head

Now let me explain to you that desert flutes in the head thing
When you in a depression
Your mind is like a walk in a desert
You try to get out of that mess you're in
But your soul is so thirsty
So you can't go forwards, you can't go backwards
You don't have any clue about where you at
Yeah you
That's right you know I'm talkin' to you right now
And you got those flutes in your head too

You woke up after a short night and as usual you're alone
You feel guilty starta feel wrong
Recognize yourself in that song?
Don't front, dude don't front. It's been almost half a month
Since you didn't shower and I admire
Your capacity to avoid deadlines, your entire
Schedule is fucked up upside down man
It's like you slalom through the work, even if you hit deadends
And some witty obstacles might follow you trough your descent
Be careful shit is crazy you don't wanna lose no common sense
Admitting you still have some and watching all this porn
Stuff didn't drove you a bum nor neutralised your system
There's nothing you can do when you deal with such a problem
There is nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin nothin you can do
The desert flutes are the problem

Ok ok on the count of three I turn my computer off

Just when you thought you could get away from it it hits you harder
Ain't it time for me to chat or to get some social network?
Or check my emails for the fifth hundred time today?
Congratulations, sir, you just enjoyed exactly 20 hours
And 36 minutes on your computer today turn it off off off
Get out of that house run go outside do something go to work
Easy to say tough to decide impossible to do

So I hope you understood what I'm tryna tell you
Those desert flutes
Once you heard em, it's like your depression
You can not get away from it
Even if you pretend the contrary
Now please don't get me wrong
I'm not trying to go all psychatrist on y'all
On those who got hit
By the desert flutes
Cause it happened to me too... Actually
And you know what sometimes I still hear them
I think you're never totally healed you know
Unfortunately for y'all
I ain't got no solution for ya ass