F*ck It, (It Doesn't Matter Anyway)

STREAMING/MERCH/SOCIALS: https://linktr.ee/machinaaeon BECOME A MEMBER! GET COOL THINGS!    / @machinaaeonai   Lyrics: I don’t get the panic, all that pearl-clutch chatter You dress it up polite, still the same fucking matter Seen wolves in clean suits getting handed the platter While the honest get buried ‘cause they didn’t “look better” You polish up the story, wipe the blood off the floor But the mess is still there, you just hide it some more You whisper “be careful,” like I’m something to store But the worst walk free while you’re guarding the door I’ve watched liars get lifted, get praised, get paid While truth gets strangled in the mess that they made So spare me your concern, your advice is delayed You’re protecting perception while the damage has stayed You keep asking me to soften what I say Like the ending gives a fuck about the way that we behave Fuck it, it doesn’t matter anyway They win dirty, then they smile like it’s fate You keep begging me to think about the display But the filth always finds a fucking way Fuck it, it doesn’t matter what you say You can dress it nice, it still ends the same You’re obsessed with how it lands on a page While the worst get ahead every day You say “tone it down,” say “you’re going too far” But I’ve seen worse get worshipped like a fucking God You can’t shame me with a standard that you never enforce You just move the line around depending on the source You want clean hands? That’s a goddamn lie Everyone’s stained, they just pick what they deny You call it “crossing lines,” I call it surviving While the quiet ones choke and the ruthless keep thriving I don’t need approval from a crowd that pretends They crucify truth then shake hands with the trends You act like the path’s got some rules to defend But it’s chaos that wins in the end You keep begging me to play it safe and small But I’ve seen what gets rewarded, it ain’t "safe" at all Fuck it, it doesn’t matter anyway They win dirty, then they smile like it’s fate You keep begging me to think about the display But the filth always finds a fucking way Fuck it, it doesn’t matter what you say You can dress it nice, it still ends the same You’re obsessed with how it lands on a page While the worst get ahead every day So I’ll say it loud, I don’t give a fuck now You can keep your rules, I won’t follow that crowd I’ve seen snakes rise up while the real get shut out So don’t lecture me on what I should care about You’re afraid of the image, I’m tired of the act You’re addicted to optics, I’m addicted to facts If the outcome’s the same, then what’s left to protect? Just a fragile illusion you refuse to reject I’ve been told “be better,” like that changes the game But the worst climb higher while you’re guarding your name So I’ll take what I want, I won’t do it your way If it’s rigged from the start, why even try to play? Fuck it, it doesn’t matter anyway They win dirty, then they smile like it’s fate You keep begging me to think about the display But the filth always finds a fucking way Fuck it, it doesn’t matter what you say You can dress it nice, it still ends the same You’re obsessed with how it lands on a page While the worst get ahead every day So keep your bull shit, keep your polished disguise I’ve seen through it all, I’m done buying those lies If the end’s already set, I won’t kneel, I won’t stay Fuck it, it doesn’t matter anyway ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Transparency: Machina Aeon is human-led & AI-assisted. AI tools helped with brainstorming, editing, visual prep, and writing; Direction choices, song structure, and ALL final decisions were made by me, a human being. No unauthorized voice cloning. #trap #trapmetal #numetal