(Still) Basically A God
Reading the body keeps a score
I can't tell who's winning, but I'm feeling pretty sore
More symptoms to ignore
Bracing leads to pacing
Leads to shingles, I'm sure
The hard part
Once I begin
To look down without falling in
I'm still wading through mud
And I'm still
Out here for blood
The weight of its years makes this ship hard to steer
But I guess it just will
'til I'm customizing cushions on the couch
The insurrection in my nose has me breathing through my mouth
Every sign or confirmation of my declining respiration
Then my friend, Nyquil, takes me out
The hard part
Once I begin
To look down without falling in
I'm still wading through mud
And I'm still
Out here for blood
The weight of its years makes this ship hard to steer
But I guess it just will
'til I'm still...
We don't deserve saving
Years off, we keep shaving
But then, watching some birds pick apart
An overly laid-back squirrel
I can feel my own mortal coil start to come unfurled
I'm unfurled
I'm basically a god, in the sense
I distort time and space, I'm so dense
So abandon your cars, hope you're rich enough for Mars
Because I haven't ruled out meteors yet
I can't tell who's winning, but I'm feeling pretty sore
More symptoms to ignore
Bracing leads to pacing
Leads to shingles, I'm sure
The hard part
Once I begin
To look down without falling in
I'm still wading through mud
And I'm still
Out here for blood
The weight of its years makes this ship hard to steer
But I guess it just will
'til I'm customizing cushions on the couch
The insurrection in my nose has me breathing through my mouth
Every sign or confirmation of my declining respiration
Then my friend, Nyquil, takes me out
The hard part
Once I begin
To look down without falling in
I'm still wading through mud
And I'm still
Out here for blood
The weight of its years makes this ship hard to steer
But I guess it just will
'til I'm still...
We don't deserve saving
Years off, we keep shaving
But then, watching some birds pick apart
An overly laid-back squirrel
I can feel my own mortal coil start to come unfurled
I'm unfurled
I'm basically a god, in the sense
I distort time and space, I'm so dense
So abandon your cars, hope you're rich enough for Mars
Because I haven't ruled out meteors yet
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Liebsch, Benjamin Roth, Jonathan Smith, Joseph Fuscia
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
- I Don't Care Anymore, I'm Enough Now
- Better Than I Ever Was (feat. Kalie Wolfe)
- draggedacrossconcrete (feat. Colins Regisford)
- (Still) Basically A God
- F.I.N.E.
- Ram Dass Dick Pics
- The World Is Ugly, I Want Wine (feat. Tate Logan)
- We're Not Like That! (feat. Dylan Slocum)
- Something Heavy (feat. Erik Garlington)
- ...but i have my doubts
Altri album
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