Lyrics: YCK Music: YCK Arranger: YCK Suffered, l studied up Parabola playing my plane, don't know gravity Such a menagerie How to react to when the bars in a cell your anatomy? Lie to me day, day in, day out Just make it okay,figure it out **** tell the truth i'm indifferent now I went unlimited miles I put this shit on my life if l lied in the light Like my grandad, he told me it'd turn into spite Imma fight in my dreams and to get through the day Climb out the rubble rebuttal my brain like a tunnel My mind isn't mine just a vessel For nobody, no one that know me there's only so much l could give Mind in the clouds but my head in the gutter A sign or a glimmer? Instead it's another Precursor predicting catastrophe endlessly Burdens insistent on atrophy! tempting me I will be dignified, faulty divinities they're undecided, my toxic proclivities Order exactly what has been upended Here by the prophets, no hands are presented No control l manifest Just decomposing In the end we lay to rest We're free from holding Help me process grief through the endless fights I don't understand cause l feel just fine Let me lift the veil, there's not much to find I don't understand, everything's snow white I just feel so tired, everything's not right Man l feel so wired, am l fried from life? It's the hope inspired, by the sick and quiet There's a hell required, to create our light Facts obscured and now my perceptibility Been suffering I'm in the shadows lower visibility The wrong ones emboldened and too optimistic I'll crawl my way out of this bottomless pit What am l becoming exhausting to distinguish? And so suddenly i'm lost in flames can't extinguish Nonexistent promised utopia Take what's needed from the cornucopia I am the marker, we differ in attributes Never in line when i'm thinking in absolutes Adequate having to quit then l'd rather use More lethal methods initially had refused Solder together my wit to perform My primary purpose? Don't know anymore Cognizant of when l'm gonna make my moves What it is l got and got at stake tolose? Planetary, I'm a flood myth **** a tributary, l done sunk shipsLove assumptions, I been shut in And out since a kid you can't get me to function I'm a done deal like a thumb print.cut Blood spiling on the page I don't give ****s, none of these stunt double Mother****ers cut above the grain snopes No control l manifest Just decomposing In the end we lay to rest We're free from holding Help me process grief through the endless fights I don't understand cause l feel justΒ fine Let me lift the veil, there's not much to find I don't understand, everything's snow white I just feel so tired, everything's not right Man l feel so wired, am l fried from life? It's the hope inspired, by the sick and quiet There's a hell required, to create our light