Lucid
I'm haunted by the man that I used to be
I laid him in the tomb with some Louis V
He answered all my prayers on the rosary
He made me feel so little looking over me
I'm haunted by the man that I used to be
I laid him in the tomb with some Louis V
He answered all my prayers on the rosary
He made me feel so little looking over me
I was stillborn looking up
My neck and spine in spirals
The moon just so out of touch
That's why I wanna reach for the stars so much
Feel like I was born in a different galaxy
That's why they call me starseed
Cuz I wanna fuck this whole world up
Cuz I wanna fuck this whole wide world up
Third eye opening up
Third eye opening up
Third eye opening up
Third eye opening up
Neck and spine in spirals
This reality too much when I wake up
Third eye opening up when I wake up
Burning out like my last cigarette
This world's just too much for me
Don't wanna lose my touch
My other five senses feeling all my regrets
Burning out like my last cigarette
This world's just too much for me
I don't wanna lose my touch
My other five senses feeling all my regrets
When I die, bury me in my Versace
Let me see Donatella when she comes for me
I hold my necklace like a rosary
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
I laid him in the tomb with some Louis V
He answered all my prayers on the rosary
He made me feel so little looking over me
I'm haunted by the man that I used to be
I laid him in the tomb with some Louis V
He answered all my prayers on the rosary
He made me feel so little looking over me
I was stillborn looking up
My neck and spine in spirals
The moon just so out of touch
That's why I wanna reach for the stars so much
Feel like I was born in a different galaxy
That's why they call me starseed
Cuz I wanna fuck this whole world up
Cuz I wanna fuck this whole wide world up
Third eye opening up
Third eye opening up
Third eye opening up
Third eye opening up
Neck and spine in spirals
This reality too much when I wake up
Third eye opening up when I wake up
Burning out like my last cigarette
This world's just too much for me
Don't wanna lose my touch
My other five senses feeling all my regrets
Burning out like my last cigarette
This world's just too much for me
I don't wanna lose my touch
My other five senses feeling all my regrets
When I die, bury me in my Versace
Let me see Donatella when she comes for me
I hold my necklace like a rosary
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Asking if this who I'm supposed to be
Credits
Writer(s): Coraline Rip
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