I know I´m probably tripping but I I feel like I´m driven by the Sacrifice just to suffer from the hunger for composure And structure environment that´s under some control
I know it´s a dilemma That´s why I opened the umbrella And even though the weather looking Armageddon-y I´m still out here trying to grow some celery You could be on the other side of the galaxy That´s my reality it balances me The gravity keeps me tethered to the planet everlastingly That´s how I stay distracted from your pageantry You´re trying to keep the battleship immaculate Everything changes except the magic tricks Born and raised in a restless Minneapolis So y´all should give me cash and gifts