i insist upon myself i insist upon myself i insist upon myself it's mind-gobbling it's mind-gobbling we chase a micro-dose of fame but no one listens, all the same 'cause the player's got no game and when you make it, no one came i insist upon myself i insist upon myself it's mind-gobbling we're at full thrust we're at full thrust so that's my song, i made it i fed you slop, you ate it your time was confiscated please like it though you hate it
