Asymptote

How's it going, don't you remember me, my friend

I'm like long division, I keep coming back again

They call me the ghost, and they call you the haunt

The only person who save you from this hell is maybe your aunt

I know both of us, and we're feelin' the same

Both of us just tired of a-playin' this game

Reminded every time ol' Eric's being lame

Reminded every time he refers to you without your name

You know depression, well yeah, I'm the sequel

Your death-life balance, I'm trying to make sure that they're equal

And I'm tryin' to sneak by, henceforth unnoticed