saved message: hey, what's up? uhh, i just lost it. at the end of the day, i fcking lost it, just blew up. my whole entire fcking apartment building, i told everyone to go f*ck themselves. i just had a hard time today and uh, i don't know.
and the last part...
new message: yo what's up man? i, uh, i don't know man. i just wanted to say that, uh, you know, everything's made up. i mean everything's, everything will always be f*cked. can't stop being funky. but i guess we just deal with it how it comes, deal with the humps, take the jumps. i feel like, you're an island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea. and i love you buddy. ok. bye.
also, i think the correct lyrics are
Are the details in the fabric
Are the things that make you panic
Are your thoughts results of static cling?
Are the things that make you blow
Hell, no reason, go on and scream
If you're shocked it's just the fault
Of faulty manufacturing.
here's what i can get for the message...
saved message: hey, what's up? uhh, i just lost it. at the end of the day, i fcking lost it, just blew up. my whole entire fcking apartment building, i told everyone to go f*ck themselves. i just had a hard time today and uh, i don't know.
and the last part...
new message: yo what's up man? i, uh, i don't know man. i just wanted to say that, uh, you know, everything's made up. i mean everything's, everything will always be f*cked. can't stop being funky. but i guess we just deal with it how it comes, deal with the humps, take the jumps. i feel like, you're an island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea. and i love you buddy. ok. bye.
also, i think the correct lyrics are
Are the details in the fabric Are the things that make you panic Are your thoughts results of static cling? Are the things that make you blow Hell, no reason, go on and scream If you're shocked it's just the fault Of faulty manufacturing.
...basically, the word "are" instead of "all"