The Journey to Los Newman

Here you are, but are you here, kid
Do you know we must be fearless because we feared it
The greatest challenge we face is our reflection
It's all a collective of selectively subjective objectives
Everyone was right until no one was left and
Only simpletons have complexes
We swim in the shallow, vain, saying Life is pointless
But I think we could all admit we could point less
A wasp can't make honey, but it'll try selling it
I dug my grave for the plot development
I found we're a myriad of messes that have been linked
In the universal chase to be in sync with the instinct
I am but the observer and it's your story, but
Please pen it like you mean it in search of foreign euphoria
We experienced complete emptiness since we was lone pups
Now the motto's Live your dream so well you're convinced it was coma

To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you

This is for the viewer's intent with the purest in mind
We're submissive to the resistance is what I find
I the human race to our graves
Never considering infinity is a lying eight
So, ride the wave, smile and wave
Chase those dreams until a wake
Routine's the death of inspiration, a lost spark
While global monarchs convince us we're not God's art
To be sincere, the sin seared since here, gradually
For we see the casualty in the formality of normality
You have to go through the mourning to get to the evening
What if we're all just the stars dreaming
What if the souvenir's just you was here
When I think I got answered, something new appears
We live and learn, give and burn
Souls worn down, but we are born now

To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you

The fashions we make up, do they wear out
My heart's an open well that I bear now
It seems you eat dirt until it eats you
But Atlas can't take a knee with poison in these roots
There's times you'll wonder if you're useful or a used fool
And that's when you'll see that the little things make the hole
Been times that the stressed drained me down to a quart of soul
Now I must taste the earth before I taste the dirt, it's bold
Since then, my currency is the currently
Why is it a waste of resources to use mercy
When we all chase futures or run from the past
Cause going against the grain cuts, word to broken glass
You say be a man, I say be a human
Cause we're all pupils that color the spectrum of hues, man
We clamp down on our tales, we need the toxins to make the antivenom
The turtle doesn't go anywhere until it sticks out it's neck, friend

To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you
To Love is as simple as not killing you