(Intro)
*phone call*
I wanted to tell you, I wanted to tell you, I wanted to tell you (smiling)
Smiling (hello?)
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
(Verse 1)
I've been having the same dream every night when I go to bed, and I know it's all in my head, but that shit it scares me to death
It's a straight, stretch of road directly south of Monterey
It's such a melancholy day, no other souls are in my lane
I find myself inside my car, gas pedal fully depressed
With my ass sitting in the back, just thinking, "this is the bеst"
But I can't reach for the wheel, only my fingertips touch
And thеre's a curve coming up
Ah fuck the end of my luck
I barrel right through the barrier, nothing ever seems scarier, than the drop I'm forced to face, I pray for wind is my carrier
But as always, I just flutter and fall
Is this the end of it all?
Is this the part where I should pray and hope that god hears my call?
Or start accepting my fate, since it's already too late?
And then I wake up on the floor with beads of sweat on my face
So every rest for a fortnight, left feelings I can't shake
I hope that I'm not right, but I know this is my fate
(Chorus)
You're the thief
Find the victim, what you did to me
It's not that different from where I wanna, be
So play the victim, and call me the thief (call me the thief)
(Verse 2)
This whole reality is baseless
See us cross these tiny spaces, into places
We were not prepared to enter at our ages
These gauges and these symbols all mean nothing to my foreign eyes
I'm telling you I feel alright
You tell me that's a bunch of lies, that's compromise
It doesn't make a difference if I'm feeling fine
We all just wanna pass the time, rebirth and death are [?]
Now nothing that I own is mine, it goes as it pleases
And all this fiddle faddle pointlessness is [?] for Jesus
So go and pick up the pieces
And judge the work incompletely
Rather then finish the puzzle I lay before you so neatly
I hate this bullshit, I'm leaving
I'm done with yelling and screaming
I'm done with constantly grieving just for a song with no meaning
Over the ghost, in some past life, my ass is no longer living
I'm sick of giving not getting
I'm sick of life as it's written
I wanna author my destiny, not just give you the best of me
Stop testing me, and know while you're doing this, it's wrecking me
(Chorus)
You're the thief
Find the victim, what you did to me
It's not that different from where I wanna, be
So play the victim, and call me the thief (call me the thief)
(Verse 3)
Years of wasted effort, I'm reduced to showing you my soul
Depression takes a hold of me and I'm afraid to lose control
Only way that I can make it out is human intervention
But they're scared off, by my creative expression
Look at what I made, blood and sweat go unpaid
Look at all the people who I affect with what I say
I'm an influence, pioneer of {?], diving into darkness to save somebody's innocence
(Verse 4, LoseMyGrip)
I've been running for so long
And nobody can catch me now
Nobody can catch me now (no,no,no,no)
Baby, I've been running for so long
And nobody can catch me now
Nobody can catch me now, no (yeah, nobody can catch me)
I'm tired of the lies
I'm tired of deceit
I'm tired of, taking responsibility for your actions
Cause I'd never hurt you, no I'd never hurt you
Nobody can catch me
Nobody can catch me now
Nobody can catch me, now
(You're such a liar)
