Symmetry
Life in a bottle
Spin it with a friend
It lands on the product
Of a million dollar man
They know it
You know it
I know it
They own it
The devil may die
But who'll make it right?
Two twos makes a five
And I can't think twice
Call it fate, call it karma
The result of another life
Go ahead, spit your politics
Kill the man with his own hand
Maybe the choice will be mine in another life
Maybe this life will be mine in another time
A city in a hill
A son that always steals
Jet fuel on the real
You just had to bend my will
In that we trust
but bring on the judge
Holding too much
Young blood for lunch
Blood
Blood
Blood
Blood
All I see are good friends on a rope and I
Think I managed to wrap 'em right
A heart of stone
Anxiety
A tragedy
For symmetry
They know it
You know it
I know it
They own it
See in a different world then I'd probably be another man
4' 33, then I'll probably die by a different hand
This ain't me, just an empty vessel moving through
I don't wanna be here
I'm too sensitive
Inno- innocent, inability to connect
This a different energy, a different enemy
They got LMGs
and hella ghosts that could follow me
I ain't free
And I wont ever ever be
Life in a bottle
Spin it with a friend
Life in a bottle
Spin it with a friend
Spin it with a friend
It lands on the product
Of a million dollar man
They know it
You know it
I know it
They own it
The devil may die
But who'll make it right?
Two twos makes a five
And I can't think twice
Call it fate, call it karma
The result of another life
Go ahead, spit your politics
Kill the man with his own hand
Maybe the choice will be mine in another life
Maybe this life will be mine in another time
A city in a hill
A son that always steals
Jet fuel on the real
You just had to bend my will
In that we trust
but bring on the judge
Holding too much
Young blood for lunch
Blood
Blood
Blood
Blood
All I see are good friends on a rope and I
Think I managed to wrap 'em right
A heart of stone
Anxiety
A tragedy
For symmetry
They know it
You know it
I know it
They own it
See in a different world then I'd probably be another man
4' 33, then I'll probably die by a different hand
This ain't me, just an empty vessel moving through
I don't wanna be here
I'm too sensitive
Inno- innocent, inability to connect
This a different energy, a different enemy
They got LMGs
and hella ghosts that could follow me
I ain't free
And I wont ever ever be
Life in a bottle
Spin it with a friend
Life in a bottle
Spin it with a friend
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Writer(s): Jared Guzman
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