I Am My Own Everything
It's kind of a weird story
I don't know where to start
So this Alien
You know when like something just jumps out at you
Something just hits you as like
You try to spit it all over the sky?
It started when the lizard was crawling down the inside of my face
I started seeing all these layers and numbers and patterns on the surface of my ski
And I was trying to decipher and figure it out
I guess it, well, It starts before that
It probably starts with waking up with a piece of star in my chin
And that whenever I touch it
If I concentrate and let my ego go
I guess it well
It starts before that
You don't have to believe me
It probably starts with waking up with a piece of star in my chin
And that whenever I touch it
If I concentrate
Outside of all logic
And I focus
You are your own god, your own everything
I can go into the future
I can see what's going to happen in small glimpses
I mean you don't have to believe
I can cheat a little bit of my future
And spit it all over the sky
Into the stars, to prophesy
I go on these late night walks
And then outside of all logic
Let the future drip down onto me
Fulfill your own prophecy
You are your own everything
And when I hold my chin
I hold a star
I don't know where to start
So this Alien
You know when like something just jumps out at you
Something just hits you as like
You try to spit it all over the sky?
It started when the lizard was crawling down the inside of my face
I started seeing all these layers and numbers and patterns on the surface of my ski
And I was trying to decipher and figure it out
I guess it, well, It starts before that
It probably starts with waking up with a piece of star in my chin
And that whenever I touch it
If I concentrate and let my ego go
I guess it well
It starts before that
You don't have to believe me
It probably starts with waking up with a piece of star in my chin
And that whenever I touch it
If I concentrate
Outside of all logic
And I focus
You are your own god, your own everything
I can go into the future
I can see what's going to happen in small glimpses
I mean you don't have to believe
I can cheat a little bit of my future
And spit it all over the sky
Into the stars, to prophesy
I go on these late night walks
And then outside of all logic
Let the future drip down onto me
Fulfill your own prophecy
You are your own everything
And when I hold my chin
I hold a star
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Writer(s): Brandon Gross
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