Pudding

Closure
You’re tremendously useless
I’m meant
To be forgotten
The details
In the pudding I lost it
I need it inside my stomach
Can you help me find it

The system took their funds
And we’re not having fun
The older you get the less you become
Growing up to be a bum

Villain
I despise every movement
Sorry
I meant your beauties transparent
You may be over talented
But I can see that you’re lying
And I consciously noted it down
Can I reciprocate your actions
And find out there’s another way out

The system took their funds
And we’re not having fun
The older you get the less you become
Growing up to be a bum

Am I too low if I’ve never been high
Is it too dark if you’ve never seen the sky
I don’t think I can stomach
Another bite

The system took their funds
And we’re not having fun
The older you get the less you become
Growing up to be a bum

Can you help me now?