Verse 1:
It seems eczema
Has reached my head
(and) although my cheeks blush (well
It’s cause) I’m embarrassed….. (oh….yeah)
But” just forget it”, “wait a second”, which one to focus on?
I’m independent in this crevasse [so] no, it won’t be long
Until
I become the weather yeah
And swing like a pendulum
Things seem unending
Lots of unprecedented spending
And would you…
HOOK:
Guess what? I’m thrown into a pool acessment
The lights go off and then whats rough [be]’comes wrecked
And damn [I cannot swim, …. no, I’m a novice in the
Water]
Although I see it all
Procedure wise, I’m blind
My baby Tine decides to leave my side, and no, that is not right
Thoughts of the spotlight? (at times) [well] they keep me going
(and) without the grind you’d never know if I were gone (or not… gee, thanks a lot, I feel cherished)
Just let me be, come on, I’m easel white in mind
(and while I don’t believe in) miracles, one (well) [at this time] -sure would be nice-
Verse 2:
(it) feels like my kneecaps
(well,…they have) been both blown off
(alright, enough)so now I’m keen in stance (that’s right,…without
Without] a way to walk (but it’s really fine, you know? you don’t)
I’ve tried to talk- my jaw is locked so words they don’t come out (oh, is that right?)
It’s a carcass in a market with it’s gold stripped down (oh me, how polite!)
And made of
Hesitant vessels with (a)
Mental like Jell-o
(damn)
The griff planes isometric (fun!)
(just don’t know) which direction to step in (alone with vectors hectic!)
By now I hope you’ve
2ND HOOK:
Guessed that I’m thrown into that pool acessment
The lights go off and then whats rough [be]’comes wrecked again
[and I still cannot win , …. no, I’m a monster with not a lot to offer]
Although Ive seen it all
Procedure wise, I’m blind still
My baby Tine decides to leave me shot, and no, that is not right
Thoughts of the spotlight? (over time) [well] they’ve begun to go
(and) take out the grind and I won’t be here anymore (undissolved… good grief, …it’s not my fault, no one cares)
Just let me be, I’m done and easel white in mind
(and I still don’t believe in) miracles, but one (well) [at this time] -sure would be nice-
Verse 3:
(well…)shops closed and I’m down to the low layer
(Where) Terror mirrors who? (if you couldn’t tell the rest) they don’t compare
Looking for a route of truth like a champ in a stale
As a self-convolGluten tool- (so) I’ll meat me halfway instead
(please) pack up and dim the black; I’m done waiting
(all the) scratch offs are on my back and it pains me
Knowing that I gotta carry on still (and)
That all I had exhausts me now as moss dew
(yeah)
All in all, I can’t say I’ll hang in here (as)
Me and rotten are carbon polar opposites
( my thoughts say) “(I’ll)get my leaves relieved, that’s beyond key for me! Just need
A genie’s help to see and what do you know? they don’t exist
Grab all the hands and let go, I was mistaken
Fall in my trance, you’ll go up one way or
Another day, another shady brawl in
My favorite place, the liechi berry cockpit
Outro (Sequence):
Oh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh (its just as common as Jason beating Blast Process[ing]) [correct]
[SPEECH: oh, yooo, umm, what’s this? am I the only one whose up in this bitch? hmm.. I don’t ever remember seeing things quite like this or low before but, like, whatever, fuck it, we’re just gonna have to (quick!) roll with it {yep!}
(all alone) it’s the bestttttt (where stand down is now a long lost child friend ) [a mess]
(ottoman) place to reeessssttt (like a boxed ant, you’ll be surrounded and locked in) [wait, where?]
And (then) undress in check unless you get guests on your deck ( your torments, you shouldn’t keep em in your closet [right therre], poor them, [they] just wanna shake with you in God’s hands) [and then]
****[thats on you, you got nothing to lose] …WOO!!!****
But (just) don’t stress ([and] just try to keep it tame) (I told you to not masquerade our options) [this year]
(no, not) over them ([bro] don’t let them in your way) (“[playing] goalie” is not offending your offense) [play fair]
(as) they can try to sink in, (but distance their displacement) (is it me? or something brewing in the darkness? [say, yeah]
Yet no one’s heavy metal can weld to your head (deadweights a piece of cake, and feng shui is here to stay
(the blue’s tweets free an intergalactic cosplay, [made frill]
I’m sound asleep in Betel’s uneventful complex) [the end?]