[Verse 1]
Organize the things you find, what to keep, what to leave behind
Snuggle up to who you close to, to do the things that you're suppose to
Click collect, I click select, where super cliques get disconnect
Laughing harder and losing nuts, don't lose [?] you're with
[Verse 2]
And it's all just another cliche, it doesn't rise and ate with me
Try to win this mortal way, but we can crash, it will be ugly
Do what it takes to stay aligned, circle the drain inside of my mind
The strongest small grips at the scene, where the flash, is not a [?]
[Verse 3]
Imma lose you now, from out of [?], how we create our creator
Grant me my mortality, and make me blind so I won't see
That there's no scheme, there is no plan
We grow where our seeds, happen to land
That there's no scheme, there is no plan
We grow where our seeds, happen to land
Burn the bottom of my soul, it's that you prove, that you're, in control