[Verse]
I been pacing a lot
The space between my fingers often vacant, if not
I'm grippin' BICs 'til I cash out, feeling hot
Catch me soaring in the astrals, astronaut
I pass the [chronic?] and pray to God, I don't believe
[?] riddle me to decieve
Awkward highs and long goodbyes are bleak
On the page italicized the ink

[Chorus]
I don't fucking know anymore if I want what I got
'Cause I stray from the flock
Indecisive at best, put a gun to my chest and make my fucking heart stop
Been gone for a minute
No gone or admitting when you lost in this planet
'Cause the Earth still spinning but my mind still sitting in dirt
Better wash it off
Bettеr wash it off
Yeah

[Verse 2]
[?] caught off the bike rack
Backpack, kush, and thе blow
Watch my lungs wilt quick when I spark that spliff to escape my woes
Sorcerer, sorcery, restoring the stolen dreams
Back of the house where the ashes lie close to me
Closing the door as I exit so quietly
Finally, exhaling words, pain, and ivory
[?] been from the streets
No hearts on these sleeves, just hate (Just hate), yeah
Got a deal with the devil, [?] cyanide in the sink (Cyanide in the sink)
I'm a ghost in this place, no past or a trace
Just a boy with no face (With no face)
Get the fuck off me, spilling my green tea
I just want my space, I just
[Chorus]
I don't fucking know anymore if I want what I got
'Cause I stray from the flock
Indecisive at best, put a gun to my chest and make my fucking heart stop
Been gone for a minute
No gone or admitting when you lost in this planet
'Cause the Earth still spinning but my mind still sitting in dirt
Better wash it off
Yeah, yeah
Better wash it off
Yeah, yeah