[Chorus]
Wait
They tell me I’m way too manic
Too busy stanning Brockhampton and killing choruses
I don’t need to retort
You should consider upping your standards
Or grab your stolen romantic
You can’t compare what’s present to what’s in store
[Chorus 2]
I'm-I’m done asking when the pain gonna stop
All these first impressions got me too afraid to talk (Yeah)
So I'ma say just what I thought
There is no expression on the face of God
And please don’t lay me in your box
Coffins make me lazy and in hell I wanna spark (Yeah)
Don’t wanna wake up in the dark
There is no expression on the face of-
[Verse 1]
On your spine like a little cousin
But take my sweet time when I spit a dozen (Yeah)
People ask if this my prime, peek a couple doors right, on sight, only will be stunting
I just gotta put my mind to something
Pretend I practice on the dollar but you know I’m bluffing
Money is time, but who needs to pay when a divine 4 minutes and 59 gonna save me
Weight fades
That’s a moral slate
Need a mother remotivating with cordial hate
Ain’t no story, cater to the allegory like a hero's ballad with nothing but a belated date
Zero status with a bullcat bureau
I’m on that full cap quiero
I spiraled down to pose here and say
If I'ma get it no Novocaine
Better bring the gang with me, I’m a sober man
[Post-Chorus]
Well, I can’t take my time
But it’s been confusing tryna make up my mind
Is this illusion's trying to live in your eyes?
In your eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
But lived through it when my voice arose
The path is littered with hurdles taller than coffee
I avoided loads of problems in that skinny body
But my purpose is more than calling my fault
Write in homage
That’s a whole lot
God knows, I promise I'm gon' grow from the hate
Yeah, I feel the love when it goes away
While you’re too golden to care about our decay
[Chorus]
Wait
They tell me I’m way too manic
Too busy stanning Brockhampton and killing choruses
I don’t need to retort
You should consider upping your standards
Or grab your stolen romantic
You can’t compare what’s present to what’s in store
And it’s automatic
I gotta have it
Ain’t so static
I’m foreshadowing
It’s about to happen
You mad 'cause I got the advantage no shock tactics
Make reckless abandon a torch against dogmatics
[Chorus 2]
I'm-I’m done asking when the pain gonna stop
All these first impressions got me too afraid to talk (Yeah)
So I’ma say just what I thought
There is no expression on the face of God
And please don’t lay me in your box
Coffins make me lazy and in hell, I wanna spark
Don’t wanna wake up in the dark
There is no expression on the face of-
I’m done asking when the pain gonna stop
All these first impressions got me too afraid to talk (Yeah)
So I’ma say just what I thought
There is no expression on the face of God
And please don’t lay me in your box
Coffins make me lazy and in hell, I wanna spark
Won't wanna wake up in the dark
There is no expression on the face of God
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