Trying to Pass Off Playing Merge Games as a Form of Meditation Songtext
von Crywank

I tried to find a way to fix what feels like nature, so it′s stuck
Hard to embrace what cannot change when it just makes you feel fucked
Some pains, they felt, they vanished after so long unaddressed
When I'm alone too long, I find these feelings were all repressed

Hold my nose and breath and swallow three
My chest bubbles up with escapees
Gulp twice more if body does so please
And then release


And so the method helps you cope, return to memoized routine
So I am pacified by reminders of times my mind was clean
Sure not cure, but distraction is the safest in between
Just to get me through this moment, this hour, this day, this week

Tap legs, tug hair, smoke and stare at screen
Meditation seems too hard for me
But repetition helps these hard thoughts breathe
Zone out reprieve

So contemplation enters self-flagellation easily
I beat myself up, but I′m now speaking metaphysically
The existential dread debilitated with such frequency
So I need coping mechanisms to still leave peacefully


Hiccup cures and counting games I need
Record breaking swallow-fest, indeed
Reasoning fidget behavior, they read
As hyperbole