No not the end that I fear
It's the not sure I am here
Babel library I swear
My name isn’t there

I’ll airstrike my food if it's cold
New things already tasting old
Dropping nukes to clean room my room
See what I am doing?

Yeah side by side
Your disguise is the real look in my eyes
And my dreams are your trips, holy shit

Be here, be lost
Go through, a lot
Pass on, forgot
Yeah life, so hot

Just level ground is a climb
Freaking out and feeling fine
Feeling bliss, feeling dread
Reminds me I’m not dead

Your flooding flash is my bath
Fucking wet as neptune’s ass
Black holes are used to clean my room
Don’t like using brooms
The truest truths will live on
I'll still be here when I'm gone
In our dreams, in our trips, holy shit

Be here, be lost
Go through, a lot
Pass on, forgot
Yeah life, so hot