WEIGHTLESS!
Where did all of my weight go
I don't remember letting it fly
Bro who the fuck is cutting onions when I'm speaking my mind?
Where did my pain go
Look in the mirror with a cut and a knife
Man all this struggling and suffering, I'm way too weary
Always snowing bad thoughts fucking February
I'm doing it time and time again, I bottle it up
A couple shotguns auf wiedersehen
Ain't gotta think about it 'til the morning
But the morning came
Something about the sunshine the day after heavy rain
Eyes been behind my binoculars trying to find me a place
When I stopped looking for somewhere to stay
I found a grave for my demons I'm safe
Putting them all in a coffin with nails
I don't need to sleep I'm wide awake up calculating
Second won't be good enough I'm heading for the one percenter
Underestimate what I can do in 5+ years
Yeah I'm guilty of it too but I'm afraid of the fear
And now my mission is clear, clearer than ever before
Been underwater with my vehicle and
Wondered why nobody could open the door
I should open the door
And be weightless
Where did all of my weight go
I don't remember letting it fly
Man who the fuck is cutting onions when I'm speaking my mind
Where did my pain go
Look in the mirror with a cut and a knife
I stress, my vest's
Running out of space on the plates
Protection has never been less on my chest
And arrows keep flying, what a mess this is
What a mess
Catalogue, catalogue, put me on the cover
I deserve everything, the second being my mother
I wanna fly around in space for the rest of time
But all you bugs need some pesticide and so I can't decide
I can't decide what to do with my life
They say everything will fall into order
But all my pieces lie all over
So I pick 'em up one at a time
I will never give up on my life
I have chosen
Chosen
I wanna be weightless
I just wanna be weightless
I wanna be weightless
Wanna be, wanna be
I wanna be, wanna be
I don't remember letting it fly
Bro who the fuck is cutting onions when I'm speaking my mind?
Where did my pain go
Look in the mirror with a cut and a knife
Man all this struggling and suffering, I'm way too weary
Always snowing bad thoughts fucking February
I'm doing it time and time again, I bottle it up
A couple shotguns auf wiedersehen
Ain't gotta think about it 'til the morning
But the morning came
Something about the sunshine the day after heavy rain
Eyes been behind my binoculars trying to find me a place
When I stopped looking for somewhere to stay
I found a grave for my demons I'm safe
Putting them all in a coffin with nails
I don't need to sleep I'm wide awake up calculating
Second won't be good enough I'm heading for the one percenter
Underestimate what I can do in 5+ years
Yeah I'm guilty of it too but I'm afraid of the fear
And now my mission is clear, clearer than ever before
Been underwater with my vehicle and
Wondered why nobody could open the door
I should open the door
And be weightless
Where did all of my weight go
I don't remember letting it fly
Man who the fuck is cutting onions when I'm speaking my mind
Where did my pain go
Look in the mirror with a cut and a knife
I stress, my vest's
Running out of space on the plates
Protection has never been less on my chest
And arrows keep flying, what a mess this is
What a mess
Catalogue, catalogue, put me on the cover
I deserve everything, the second being my mother
I wanna fly around in space for the rest of time
But all you bugs need some pesticide and so I can't decide
I can't decide what to do with my life
They say everything will fall into order
But all my pieces lie all over
So I pick 'em up one at a time
I will never give up on my life
I have chosen
Chosen
I wanna be weightless
I just wanna be weightless
I wanna be weightless
Wanna be, wanna be
I wanna be, wanna be
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