[Intro: Fløwer]
I Might Look Alive But Really I’ma Dead Man...


[Verse 1: Fløwer]
Look...in this cold world, satan was always out to stop me
He had an arrangement to have me kidnap by the illuminati
Had me brutally beatin’ til there was evil scriptures written on my body
Left my spirit bleedin’, he shut me up by givin’ me a red Bugatti
I stand alone, even when there's a thousand people around me
I'm on my own cause I don't really fuck with no body
Before yo ass place me in that fucked up ass category
How about for once you shut the fuck up and listen to my fuckin’ story
Cause for some reason you always tryna make your problems bigger than mine
All I ever wanted was to finally be on cloud nine
Sadly I couldn't, cause these damn flashbacks will come back and fuck me up every single time
For once, can you just admit that you're not the only one with the ill mind
I'm kinda new to all of this
So of course I'm still learnin'
I literally just discovered that I'm EDP, an "Emotionally Disturbed Person" but obviously, you don't give a fuck about a n***a even hurtin'
Cause you never found a single one of my needs being urgent
I'm so sick and tired of holding everything in
It kinda feels like little demons are crawlin' all on my skin
I kinda saw the end, even before we begin
I’m pretty sure we never gonna do this again

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem
Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem
Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back
Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back
Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem
Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem
Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back
Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back...

[Verse 2: Fløwer]
I'ma black child, chillin' on a black cloud
Rollin' up some good loud
Ready to let this all out
Pen and paper by me, I need to set my mind free
Fuck this damn society, I'm all about my privacy
Yeah I got anxiety, my rap book is my diary
I hope a record label doesn't hesitate to sign me
I got a lot of problems but I put that shit beside me
Should've fuckin' known that Liquor wasn't the real kicker
If I was left alone, maybe I’ll see those vivid pictures
Now I'm on my own, writing down these vivid scriptures

[Hook: Kevin Abstract]
Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem
Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem
Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back
Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back
Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem
Staring at the sky ain't gon' fix my problem
Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back
Howling at the moon ain't gon' bring you back...