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Shit, now I know that it's been a long time since I've smiled
Fuck, I'm so miserable
Medication helps me focus on the pain, but I'm still don't help me feel free
I can close my eyes for hours and weeks later still be unsatisfied
With the extent to which my trees have rotted
I know nothing, and what I can remember is only excuses
I know nothing, and what I can remember is only excuses

Excuse me, excuse you, excuse us, excuse this canvas, your wall of art
We're stuck in flight, we need to start, in the end, it's light, the universe
Will excuse us
In the future, we'll still feel high
In the future we'll still feel high

Excuse myself, as I preach, gotta get my health in check, look to god, got the wealthiest space
Damn, float to the sky, don't cloud my vision
Trying to see the sun, like I do Beam
Trying to see the sun, like I do shine
Still glistening
Raised from the dark, seen
But a fucking light don't start, uh, that conversation with the god's like
Need to beam so bright for the past, shit, the future is so dark-deep
Lucky I've got sunlight in my palm nigga
Damn, four, four, tripple three, in this bitch, don't talk like it's time nigga
Damn, Shit, eheheh, haha haha

Turn it up, please
I need my headphones all the way up, when I hear music
Drown me in it, like full one hundred percent
I don't give a shit
Mmm-yeah
Uh, yeah, Don't wanna fight us, don't wanna fight your demons
Don't wanna face your demons
Gonna have to beat your own self, uh, f-former self
Uh, former self, uh, f-former self. Uh, uh, uh, former self
Uh, yeah, I need some help. Uh, somebody please tell me
Who else is out here with the lightsaber, like they had to get the favor
Or the greatness, or the flavor
Robertson's, what's your combination, uh, I don't know, anymore
I don't know anymore, I don't know anymore
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Writer(s): Michael Carelse
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