| I took it for a kiss, but it couldn't have been, could it? | |
| I see now what it is, we were just biting the same bullet | |
| You called it in the air | |
| it landed it on its edge | |
| when the crowd gathers around | |
| you turn tail | |
| I turn heads | |
| Shavin down the puzzle piece | |
| tryna make a clean fit | |
| Take what is lovely | |
| leave before the rain hits | |
| It's a heartbreaker for starters, as you age not too much changes | |
| practice doesn't make perfect, just makes the game more dangerous | |
| [Stef] | |
| Start repo | |
| negative sleep nauseous | |
| barf party for sure | |
| intelligent creep stalking awkward | |
| Flush flustered rush for doors | |
| advance fire-plan | |
| handy with the way out | |
| routes explored | |
| Cover catching up | |
| careful with your care | |
| We don't go there, naw | |
| We keep locks and keys steadily swallowed | |
| never be followed, none of em dare | |
| Channel up your anger leave it there | |
| kindly disappear | |
| Mind your mannerisms | |
| I can't be flattered back | |
| The patterns the concern | |
| lessons prolly turned to fact | |
| By now you'd surely drown yourself | |
| before you'd help me with this sail | |
| I'm the wind | |
| crossed fingers for the win | |
| Up to ten til they hammer in the very last nail | |
| Challenging like every last stalemate | |
| Deal with it | |
| No mission ends | |
| Precision lack of friends | |
| Happily recommend nothing to no one, ever | |
| [Cecil] | |
| I know, I know | |
| I know, wake up, wake up | |
| But I don't go there, go there | |
| She knows the way home | |
| [Cecil] | |
| You know your way home? | |
| You gonna be all right? | |
| Yeah, but I had faith that you'd see the light | |
| and ride with me or kiss me goodbye | |
| Now you got me feeding kites into the night sky | |
| Covered them with nightlights, like, did you see the beacon? | |
| I swear I let those kites fly around all weekend, no? | |
| Well someone must have cut the lines or something, no? | |
| Or maybe something, oh, you weren't looking | |
| Ok Plan B just panic | |
| run up the stairs and shut the door to the attic and don't come up for air | |
| until you're torn from her fabric completely... | |
| and just like magic, you're all in one piece again | |
| But, I'm nothing like I used to be... | |
| elusive and reclusive | |
| Now I'm just both times a hundred... exclusively | |
| Truthfully, I was blind to the deep end | |
| until that piece of us went and died that weekend | |
| [Cecil] | |
| I know, I know | |
| I know, wake up, wake up | |
| But I don't go there, go there | |
| She knows the way home | |
| [Sims] | |
| Then it flashed forward, but I asked for it | |
| Rip out the doubt, I'm way too south | |
| I gulped it up, I laid back | |
| peeling off the layers | |
| the mantra saying "fear can't stay here self see you later" | |
| Fire chakra dissolve to ether | |
| I have to meet her, I know she knows the way | |
| I'll have to die twice, no novocaine | |
| See the Eye of Horace, I am Osiris | |
| I meet the devil, it ain't the first time | |
| He kills me quick like I am nothing | |
| Scream St. Peter, I need you now cousin | |
| I see the owls coming, they float me safe | |
| I learn their grace, they help me heal | |
| I'm under stars peeling off my skin to rid my scars | |
| it's the first time I am reborn, but I am not me | |
| No identity, and I am finally free | |
| I am my brother, I am my father | |
| I am the sun, I am the water | |
| I am an ion, I am everything | |
| I am the vapor, a cloud of smoke | |
| I am a cheap laugh, but I get the joke | |
| I am a brief flash, the abstract |