Verse 1: Well written verses/ Well placed curses/ Never inside of my mind you know I works it/ Out of my sight out my mind it's pretty worthless/ Stand by my stance on creativeness in the verses/ Ewww... Still with my pencil I can pen any feeling that you can feel/ Should've, could've, would've, happened feelings concealed/ Tell you keep on stepping the trickery is unreal/ Still... I got a fantasy of being alone/ Traveling roads that's deserted in my mind I roam/ Can't help but wonder if it will ever come true/ And if it do who can I count on to come thru/ Haha! Now that that important question is out/ I gotta figure if my solution will come about/ Tired of drinking every day until I feel a url/ I'm just searching for a place AT THE END OF THE WORLD! Hook: Is there a place, for me, at the end of the world, at the end of the world x 2 Verse 2: Ugh... Magnetic, aesthetic, letting out my mind never apologetic/ Stretching out and running tracks like I am athletic/ Sob stories from girls I'm empathetic/ Steady.. Ready getting inside of my freddy/ Sweatshirt and them I'm hurting Jason's machete/ I'm a k**er, k**er tyrannical villain in my mind/ Imagination's all I got, at the end of the times/ Rhymes, subtle sublimes tryna make you feel fine/ Finding peace with a broken heart and just choose to rewind/ Sipping wine as I am sitting and reclining my spine/ Tripping on time, coming close to the last call I'm in line/ For my mind to be refreshed is the request that is mine/ So I can fully believe that in the best that is mine/ But before I go further with my gesturing rhymes/ On my quest I have to ask this last question of mine!! Hook: Is there a place, for me, at the end of the world, at the end of the world x 2