Please Save Me

Lyrics

Intro (Spoken)
Please save me.

Verse 1 (Spoken, steady flow)
It's a 90s underground boom-bap instrumental,
Gentle as it slides through your mental.
Sentimental rental of established order—out of order,
Not Mordor, it's lesser, not Sauron—come on.

Verse 2 (Spoken, accelerating)
We Gandalf the standoff, took the hand off from the land off,
On the moon—boom—took you over.
Knocked you on the pavement, slapped you till you're sober,
Opened up your senses, fences dropping tenses.

Pre-Turn
Cropping up on CNN, fires so intense it's
Forcing divorces—Krishna, grab my horses.

Verse 3 (Spoken)
Realign my spine, fine-tune the beats and booms,
Passing through the rooms of my body—this hottie?
The sacrificial lamb looking pretty sloppy,
Make up a copy—Kinko's, stinkos be stinkin'.

Verse 4 (Spoken, restless)
I'm drinkin'—what you drinkin'?
What you thinkin'? You sneakin'?
I'm buying, you're paying, I'm turkey, you're gravy,
I'm dry now—please save me.

Bridge (Brief pause)
I'm crazy.
Gone hazy.
Amazing.

Outro (Spoken, grounded)
Enticing, slicing, splicing—
When care runs out,
Improvisation ends.

Interpretation

Cognitive overload seeking rescue. The poem rides a 90s boom-bap aesthetic while narrating sensory saturation: media pressure, spiritual name-checking, identity swaps, consumption spirals. Control flips constantly—buyer/payer, turkey/gravy—until agency dissolves into dissociation. "Please save me" is not literal salvation; it's a request for grounding amid noise. The final line shocks to signal limits of improvisation—when chaos outpaces care. Emotional vector: hypnotic flow → overload → plea for stabilization.