My Condition
Fuck sitting and waiting in the black sun
I ride ready to die if I could be someone
Weak shit, you're too scared to make it out so
Sit back and I'll be here seeing it all
Jack Kennedy holding back cold wars
Napoleon and everything he fought for
Me hustling going 'til I get more
'Til I get more
This simulation we're living in, I can't ignore (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I came so close to giving in, but I want more (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I'll hold my breath 'til my own death breaks down the door
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, I want, I want more
I don't fuck with God, I make my own faith
Too late to save my soul and my grace
I'll die alone like a forgotten saint
No one would care or remember my, remember my
No one would care or remember my name
This simulation we're living in, I can't ignore (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I came so close to giving in, but I want more (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I'll hold my breath 'til my own death breaks down the door
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, I want, I want more
Oh, I want more
Can't quite escape my condition
Thought things would change the second I'm gone
The second I'm gone
Can't find a place where I fit in
Thought life could change, but maybe I'm wrong
But maybe I'm wrong (maybe I'm wrong)
But I'll go on
Yeah, I go on
This simulation we're living in, I can't ignore (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I came so close to giving in, but I want more (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I'll hold my breath 'til my own death breaks down the door
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, I want, I want more
Yeah, I want more
I ride ready to die if I could be someone
Weak shit, you're too scared to make it out so
Sit back and I'll be here seeing it all
Jack Kennedy holding back cold wars
Napoleon and everything he fought for
Me hustling going 'til I get more
'Til I get more
This simulation we're living in, I can't ignore (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I came so close to giving in, but I want more (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I'll hold my breath 'til my own death breaks down the door
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, I want, I want more
I don't fuck with God, I make my own faith
Too late to save my soul and my grace
I'll die alone like a forgotten saint
No one would care or remember my, remember my
No one would care or remember my name
This simulation we're living in, I can't ignore (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I came so close to giving in, but I want more (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I'll hold my breath 'til my own death breaks down the door
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, I want, I want more
Oh, I want more
Can't quite escape my condition
Thought things would change the second I'm gone
The second I'm gone
Can't find a place where I fit in
Thought life could change, but maybe I'm wrong
But maybe I'm wrong (maybe I'm wrong)
But I'll go on
Yeah, I go on
This simulation we're living in, I can't ignore (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I came so close to giving in, but I want more (oh-oh, oh-oh)
I'll hold my breath 'til my own death breaks down the door
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, I want, I want more
Yeah, I want more
Credits
Writer(s): Anton Delost, John Collins, John Underkofler, Dylan Brenner, Willard Goodroad, Nicholas Taylor
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