No Tomorrow
Look
I've been bored man
I need to hop back up on this mic
Yeah
But like when should I start
I get sick of watching charts
Now I'm playing in the lab
Until we rip this place apart
This a chase it isn't art
This a race I'm on my mark
Saving face will get you far
Taking breaks will get you starved
Waking up is not a guarantee
And lately it's in jeopardy
I strap a mask and enter mass
Cuz God's the only referee
The fact is I'm in quarantine
Like people who are Florentine
But mine is in my mind
I guess I'm speaking metaphorically
Historically there's more to see than what is on the surface, geez
But all these people hating me will bend their knees predictably
It's sick to see, but a fifth of me is a little pleased that I'll live
To see the look upon their face when they are giving me what's meant to be
Like here
Take everything I own
This is fear
This ain't nothing more
Kinda weird
That the best all stand alone
'Coming clear
There's only one way that I'll go
But like when should I start
I get sick of watching charts
Now I'm playing in the lab
Until we rip this place apart
This a chase it isn't art
This a race I'm on my mark
Saving face will get you far
Taking breaks will get you starved
Making plans to move to Mars
Vacation plans to shoot for stars
Vacate the landing, cruise afar
Create some land anew to start
But humans miss the cut
This ain't new man that's what sucks
Jesus Christ and Jimmy Morris
Only two men that I trust
That's enough
Don't have time for ifs and buts
That's too much
Only speak when it's a must
Ain't that tough
Just learn to keep it shut
When we're rough
And you have cameras all on us
Like, last night we were idiots
Vegas bombs were coming at us
Now the largest city is
Henderson inside Nevada
Yes, we got so hideous
But now we all are getting back up
Never threw a hissy fit
Time to run these stacks up
But like when should I start
I get sick of watching charts
Now I'm playing in the lab
Until we rip this place apart
This a chase it isn't art
This a race I'm on my mark
Saving face will get you far
Taking breaks will get you starved
I said when should I start
I get sick of watching charts
Now I'm playing in the lab
Until we rip this place apart
This a chase it isn't art
This a race I'm on my mark
Saving face will get you far
Taking breaks will get you starved
Like no tomorrow
Like no tomorrow
I've been bored man
I need to hop back up on this mic
Yeah
But like when should I start
I get sick of watching charts
Now I'm playing in the lab
Until we rip this place apart
This a chase it isn't art
This a race I'm on my mark
Saving face will get you far
Taking breaks will get you starved
Waking up is not a guarantee
And lately it's in jeopardy
I strap a mask and enter mass
Cuz God's the only referee
The fact is I'm in quarantine
Like people who are Florentine
But mine is in my mind
I guess I'm speaking metaphorically
Historically there's more to see than what is on the surface, geez
But all these people hating me will bend their knees predictably
It's sick to see, but a fifth of me is a little pleased that I'll live
To see the look upon their face when they are giving me what's meant to be
Like here
Take everything I own
This is fear
This ain't nothing more
Kinda weird
That the best all stand alone
'Coming clear
There's only one way that I'll go
But like when should I start
I get sick of watching charts
Now I'm playing in the lab
Until we rip this place apart
This a chase it isn't art
This a race I'm on my mark
Saving face will get you far
Taking breaks will get you starved
Making plans to move to Mars
Vacation plans to shoot for stars
Vacate the landing, cruise afar
Create some land anew to start
But humans miss the cut
This ain't new man that's what sucks
Jesus Christ and Jimmy Morris
Only two men that I trust
That's enough
Don't have time for ifs and buts
That's too much
Only speak when it's a must
Ain't that tough
Just learn to keep it shut
When we're rough
And you have cameras all on us
Like, last night we were idiots
Vegas bombs were coming at us
Now the largest city is
Henderson inside Nevada
Yes, we got so hideous
But now we all are getting back up
Never threw a hissy fit
Time to run these stacks up
But like when should I start
I get sick of watching charts
Now I'm playing in the lab
Until we rip this place apart
This a chase it isn't art
This a race I'm on my mark
Saving face will get you far
Taking breaks will get you starved
I said when should I start
I get sick of watching charts
Now I'm playing in the lab
Until we rip this place apart
This a chase it isn't art
This a race I'm on my mark
Saving face will get you far
Taking breaks will get you starved
Like no tomorrow
Like no tomorrow
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Writer(s): James Morris
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