Maybe
Ha no, oh baby
I been feeling I been feeling I been feeling I been feeling I been feeling, no
I been feeling so fine
I been feeling so fine, without you
I been feeling so fine, without
Maybe I finally got it right
Maybe I can turn off the light
Maybe I can stop the monsters from crawling into my head tonight
Maybe I can stand and fight and realise, identify
The scratching at my skull that keeps me up at night
Maybe I'm woke, maybe I'm negative
Maybe my joke of a brain might need a fuckin sedative
Maybe I'm stuck in the prison forever, indefinite
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm prey, maybe I'll die by my arch nemesis
Maybe I'm sane, maybe I'm mad
Maybe this winter of discontent is just a little fad
I pushed so hard against that door now I think I got bleeding hands, but it don't hurt no more, cos now I see that fire didn't burn it really danced
Maybe I'm smart maybe I'm stupid
Maybe making beats and writing lil raps ain't ever gon do shit
Maybe I should shave my head give up meat and become a Buddhist
Maybe I'm joking maybe I'm toking maybe I'm just too rich
Cos I'm
Floating down a stream of consciousness in an old rowboat made of flesh
Slimy snakes slither up my legs, vultures circle high high above my head
Consequences of monuments that con your friends into dollar trends and arguments
And ask yourself who are your friends, and who are you friend and who's car your in and how far you get and who drowns in sin
Trickery - imma erode this bulwark of liberty
Imma spoil this with the truth, infinity
Imma call on a higher divinity
Nah, I'm saying Loyalty loyalty loyalty
Sometimes I'm scum sometimes I'm royalty royalty
I got two legs and an army supporting supporting me
You download your beats from YouTube, thats forgery call the police
This place resides out of time, I don't wanna sleep in these sheets, no more
Let art be the antidote to loss, i ain't vibin with this cosmic slop, no more
Cold sweats through my chest, frozen stress, I'm a mess, don't make me fake the interest, no more
False purpose, field skirmish, what a scene, mise en abyme, I don't wanna see, no more
I been feeling I been feeling I been feeling I been feeling I been feeling, no
I been feeling so fine
I been feeling so fine, without you
I been feeling so fine, without
Maybe I finally got it right
Maybe I can turn off the light
Maybe I can stop the monsters from crawling into my head tonight
Maybe I can stand and fight and realise, identify
The scratching at my skull that keeps me up at night
Maybe I'm woke, maybe I'm negative
Maybe my joke of a brain might need a fuckin sedative
Maybe I'm stuck in the prison forever, indefinite
Maybe I'm crazy, maybe I'm prey, maybe I'll die by my arch nemesis
Maybe I'm sane, maybe I'm mad
Maybe this winter of discontent is just a little fad
I pushed so hard against that door now I think I got bleeding hands, but it don't hurt no more, cos now I see that fire didn't burn it really danced
Maybe I'm smart maybe I'm stupid
Maybe making beats and writing lil raps ain't ever gon do shit
Maybe I should shave my head give up meat and become a Buddhist
Maybe I'm joking maybe I'm toking maybe I'm just too rich
Cos I'm
Floating down a stream of consciousness in an old rowboat made of flesh
Slimy snakes slither up my legs, vultures circle high high above my head
Consequences of monuments that con your friends into dollar trends and arguments
And ask yourself who are your friends, and who are you friend and who's car your in and how far you get and who drowns in sin
Trickery - imma erode this bulwark of liberty
Imma spoil this with the truth, infinity
Imma call on a higher divinity
Nah, I'm saying Loyalty loyalty loyalty
Sometimes I'm scum sometimes I'm royalty royalty
I got two legs and an army supporting supporting me
You download your beats from YouTube, thats forgery call the police
This place resides out of time, I don't wanna sleep in these sheets, no more
Let art be the antidote to loss, i ain't vibin with this cosmic slop, no more
Cold sweats through my chest, frozen stress, I'm a mess, don't make me fake the interest, no more
False purpose, field skirmish, what a scene, mise en abyme, I don't wanna see, no more
Credits
Writer(s): Saachin Simpson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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