dead sea
I can't feel my feet
Must mean I'm fallin' down or up, offbeat
Casted head over heels into the starvin' lion's mouth
Wonderin' when all the prophecies you told me will come around
So leave my body
Or take my soul
Yeah, just be somebody
Or let me go
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm tryna find a surface to stand on
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna
I think my gut's asleep
Rewind your memory for me to catch relief
You're always sellin' the same old crooked teeth in front of me
But I am born of the dead sea, baby, you can't bury me
So leave my body
Or take my soul
Yeah, just be somebody
Or let me go
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm tryna find a surface to stand on
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna be?
What's it gonna be?
What's it gonna
Call it bittersweet
The way you're fakin' defeat don't fall on me
It wasn't bad when it burned, but that got tirin' for me
But I was born in a fire, so all this smoke inspires me
So leave my body
Or take my soul
Yeah, just be somebody
Or let me go
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm tryna find a surface to stand on
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm tryna find a surface to stand on
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna be?
(What's it gonna be?)
Must mean I'm fallin' down or up, offbeat
Casted head over heels into the starvin' lion's mouth
Wonderin' when all the prophecies you told me will come around
So leave my body
Or take my soul
Yeah, just be somebody
Or let me go
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm tryna find a surface to stand on
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna
I think my gut's asleep
Rewind your memory for me to catch relief
You're always sellin' the same old crooked teeth in front of me
But I am born of the dead sea, baby, you can't bury me
So leave my body
Or take my soul
Yeah, just be somebody
Or let me go
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm tryna find a surface to stand on
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna be?
What's it gonna be?
What's it gonna
Call it bittersweet
The way you're fakin' defeat don't fall on me
It wasn't bad when it burned, but that got tirin' for me
But I was born in a fire, so all this smoke inspires me
So leave my body
Or take my soul
Yeah, just be somebody
Or let me go
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm tryna find a surface to stand on
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm tryna find a surface to stand on
What's it gonna be, yeah?
I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna be?
(What's it gonna be?)
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Writer(s): Andy Hull, Paris Jackson
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