| [Verse 1: Aaron Livingston] | |
| Like when autumn leaves fall | |
| Down from the trees | |
| There goes my honey bee | |
| I’ve lost a lot of sleep to dreams | |
| And I do not miss them yet | |
| I wouldn’t wish them on than worst of enemies | |
| Let them burn, go from here | |
| Like when autumn leaves | |
| [Verse 2: Black Thought] | |
| To catch a thief, who stole the soul I prayed to keep | |
| Insomniac, bad dreams got me losing sleep | |
| I’m dead tired, my mind playing tricks, deceit | |
| A face in the glass, unable to admit defeat | |
| All that I am, all that I was is history | |
| The past unraveled, adding insult to this injury | |
| I’m fighting the battle for the soul of the century | |
| Destiny is everything that I pretend to be | |
| Look, and what I did came back to me eventually | |
| The music played on, and told me I was meant to be awake | |
| It’s unresolved like everything I had at stake | |
| Illegal activity controls my black symphony | |
| Orchestrated like it happened incidentally | |
| Oh, there I go, from a man to memory | |
| Damn, I wonder if my fam will remember me | |
| [Verse 3: Aaron Livingston] | |
| I've lost a lot of sleep to dreams | |
| And I do not miss them yet | |
| I wouldn't wish them on the worst of enemies | |
| Let them burn, go from here | |
| Like when autumn leaves |
| Verse 1: Aaron Livingston | |
| Like when autumn leaves fall | |
| Down from the trees | |
| There goes my honey bee | |
| I' ve lost a lot of sleep to dreams | |
| And I do not miss them yet | |
| I wouldn' t wish them on than worst of enemies | |
| Let them burn, go from here | |
| Like when autumn leaves | |
| Verse 2: Black Thought | |
| To catch a thief, who stole the soul I prayed to keep | |
| Insomniac, bad dreams got me losing sleep | |
| I' m dead tired, my mind playing tricks, deceit | |
| A face in the glass, unable to admit defeat | |
| All that I am, all that I was is history | |
| The past unraveled, adding insult to this injury | |
| I' m fighting the battle for the soul of the century | |
| Destiny is everything that I pretend to be | |
| Look, and what I did came back to me eventually | |
| The music played on, and told me I was meant to be awake | |
| It' s unresolved like everything I had at stake | |
| Illegal activity controls my black symphony | |
| Orchestrated like it happened incidentally | |
| Oh, there I go, from a man to memory | |
| Damn, I wonder if my fam will remember me | |
| Verse 3: Aaron Livingston | |
| I' ve lost a lot of sleep to dreams | |
| And I do not miss them yet | |
| I wouldn' t wish them on the worst of enemies | |
| Let them burn, go from here | |
| Like when autumn leaves |
| Verse 1: Aaron Livingston | |
| Like when autumn leaves fall | |
| Down from the trees | |
| There goes my honey bee | |
| I' ve lost a lot of sleep to dreams | |
| And I do not miss them yet | |
| I wouldn' t wish them on than worst of enemies | |
| Let them burn, go from here | |
| Like when autumn leaves | |
| Verse 2: Black Thought | |
| To catch a thief, who stole the soul I prayed to keep | |
| Insomniac, bad dreams got me losing sleep | |
| I' m dead tired, my mind playing tricks, deceit | |
| A face in the glass, unable to admit defeat | |
| All that I am, all that I was is history | |
| The past unraveled, adding insult to this injury | |
| I' m fighting the battle for the soul of the century | |
| Destiny is everything that I pretend to be | |
| Look, and what I did came back to me eventually | |
| The music played on, and told me I was meant to be awake | |
| It' s unresolved like everything I had at stake | |
| Illegal activity controls my black symphony | |
| Orchestrated like it happened incidentally | |
| Oh, there I go, from a man to memory | |
| Damn, I wonder if my fam will remember me | |
| Verse 3: Aaron Livingston | |
| I' ve lost a lot of sleep to dreams | |
| And I do not miss them yet | |
| I wouldn' t wish them on the worst of enemies | |
| Let them burn, go from here | |
| Like when autumn leaves |