作词 : Tek/Phyllis Ophelia
作曲 : IOTA/Tek
[Verse: Tek] 
Cut throat, when I’m Cut don’t bleed 
And I cut no deals with a **** tryna convo 
I pluck that seed 
I cut that short 
I sort through diction 
All sorts of predictions 
No source but I swore 
What I seen at a distance 
Better heed omniscience 
I don’t need your help, don’t front that 
Which dreams I confiscated now? 
Pick strings I oscillated out 
Lift things off hope 
I drop things too complicated, I 
Botch things on contact on contract 
I broke myself 
Put a screen on contacts 
Don’t contact 
Never lean on Tek 
I doubt that 
Force it 
When I keep that space 
Warship 
When I speak your way 
Portion off of my portion 
A distortion don’t forge this mistake 
Skyline 
Is it mine? 
Give it time 
Rewind 
Til aligned with the glow 
I put in time in the flow 
I put in time in the hole and you know 
When pulse slowin 
And the mulch showin 
And the heart poundin 
I’m all surrounded 
I doused in 
Double dosage 
Troubled 
Double down 
To the voltage 
Number 
Dont get too close atone watch ya tone 
I don’t comfort 
Pokin holes in the blunders, when it thunders 
I take my toll 
I take my 

[Bridge: Phyllis Ophelia] 
If there's a horror in your head I can tease it out 
We go out drinking with the dead, we're pouring out