stats roof
Don't need companions, just need an audience
Don't need to plan shit, that much is obvious
But this sin is harder than
Vince Carter's knee cartilage
Yeah I listen to Earl to see how odd the future is
Writing on shrooms
It's all over soon
It's all in the DNA
But I don't spiral in tune when I move
So I'm done looking for what I wanna embody
Taking in what I see, sorry just pardon me
Even the shit that I hate I can only relate if
Deep down I know it's a part of me
Something I want and free, trying to love all of me
See the dichotomies? See what I'm trying to be
Struggle to break the monotony, only tone is autonomy
Where do I look if I can't look inside of me
Carry this book, practically tied to me
Put all the dreaming, secure all of feeling
With journeys that free all the time for me
Where do I look if I can't look inside of me
Vision is tripping, so I look to the world
I borrowed it's soul
And now I see that I'm fine with me
Where do I look if I can't look inside of me
What are these words worth turning to recluse into a prelude
To see my best move
Using the light that's blinding me
Where do I look if I can't look inside of me
Invisible worlds from the herbs to the sound of the birds
Know that it all returns
And see that I'm fine with me
So no math behind, no math ahead
No numbers to track my starts and ends
Don't need to plan shit, that much is obvious
But this sin is harder than
Vince Carter's knee cartilage
Yeah I listen to Earl to see how odd the future is
Writing on shrooms
It's all over soon
It's all in the DNA
But I don't spiral in tune when I move
So I'm done looking for what I wanna embody
Taking in what I see, sorry just pardon me
Even the shit that I hate I can only relate if
Deep down I know it's a part of me
Something I want and free, trying to love all of me
See the dichotomies? See what I'm trying to be
Struggle to break the monotony, only tone is autonomy
Where do I look if I can't look inside of me
Carry this book, practically tied to me
Put all the dreaming, secure all of feeling
With journeys that free all the time for me
Where do I look if I can't look inside of me
Vision is tripping, so I look to the world
I borrowed it's soul
And now I see that I'm fine with me
Where do I look if I can't look inside of me
What are these words worth turning to recluse into a prelude
To see my best move
Using the light that's blinding me
Where do I look if I can't look inside of me
Invisible worlds from the herbs to the sound of the birds
Know that it all returns
And see that I'm fine with me
So no math behind, no math ahead
No numbers to track my starts and ends
Credits
Writer(s): Tal Boger
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