Tell me, tell me everything I wanna hear
Tell me tell me, everything I ever feared
is all in my head
Offer a new place to go rest my head
Off a new way of this hope and the ways that I cope
Erase all the stress in a daze, no
Look at the mess that you made, no
Look at the mess that you made, no


It doesn’t get better, the skin just gets tougher
a hint of the trauma in for your conscience
Infrared saunas couldn’t cleanse tension
Just clench new perspectives, the pressure will lessen
impressions of stress or revenge keeps me from resting
a new direction, but no fuel
A view I’ll bloom a mental vengeance
like a noose to keep me up to give the illusion Ive strengthened, Ascended, I’m splendid and sanctioned by mental frames
And thoughts I’ve mentioned
All a new method
All of what looms is our deficits dressed in a testament
And forms of comfort like bitter pills
But to my mind, they taste just like entemanns
And to my knowledge, I can’t think of sentences to ever hold up
now hold up repent my sins,

Love boomerangs
Knew the things stimulus caves in
Simulate several things, I have kept waiting
And I pledge on my death
that I can invade this negative frame of thought
Look how I came and sought
Played this, loves a game, don’t shit the basics
Reciprocations rigid
I face the facts like razor blades smack
right across wrists till it starts forming cracks

Tell me, tell me, everything I wanna hear
Tell me, tell me, everything I ever feared
is all in my head
Offer a new place to go rest my head
Off a new way of this hope
And the ways that I cope
Erase all the stress in a daze, no
Look at the mess that you made, no
Look at the mess that you made, no



Limerence all in my mind, oh
It just makes all of my mind zone
In a space where both my eyes close
Same souls in a different time zone
in different shapes, different race, we fly so
Mitigate, it’ll make lines go, off
Vindicate bitter grace integrated
it has been days since a better state
All my pathetic ways reflect genetic traits
Jet set up into the midnight
Might levitate in the dim light
my mind is bright as some lemonade
fantasize lovers that I knew of yesterday
but loves a game and I just get played every day


Performing, words pouring
important key portions of my borderline tragedy
trapped in my agony tactfully
Impact appeasing the passion as strategy
Passing the wack shit so rapidly
Raps plastered on paths to pacify apathy
Adds to the dreams that I actively breed from the trees
that all scatter seeds onto the grass as it feeds
all the wings that the galaxy brings
but if the beans are smoked to help cope
then a crowd of fiends choke
and the clouds become a coax when it gleams
rain to help sprout the leaves
piece of the season that grapples heat
leaving a rattle between their feet,
traveling plateaus up in the east
leaking tobacco in paths of my dreams
Even if after my passion runs deep into rivers of sadness upstream
I’d still just be glad that we had something that seemed
like a real connection

I thought, I thought we could be
I thought, I thought we could be
I thought, I thought we could be
a real connection