[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Yeah, I can't sleep like I used to
The world will try to tell you who you are before you get to
Explain yourself, your thoughts
Your motives and all of your reasons
Two albums every season, what the hell do y'all believe in?
Why the hell do y'all keep reachin'?
In the evenings when I see 'em
I tell myself that love will be the thing to keep us from grieving
Need something new to believe in
'Cause these new n***as'll change on you
I mean they change on you
Why the hell did BBC only write about me
When it comes down to controversy?
What about three CD's in one year with no label?
Then we signed and our story turned into a fucking fable
I was that n***a in a room
With no motherfuckin' cable and no table
Now my mom call me whenever she need her car note
Cellphone, whatever bill paid too, y'all n***as losers
You don't understand why I do what I do, so let me do it
Get the hell on, let me do it, get the hell on, let me do it

[Refrain 1: Kevin Abstract]
You don't understand why I can't get up and shout
I keep tellin' ya
You don't understand why I can't get up and shout
[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]
Stay rough, get buff, get out, hey, boy
Stay rough, get buff, get out
The monsters swarm 'round with them toys
The monsters swarm 'round with them toys
Hey, boy, stay rough, get buff, get out
Hey, boy, stay rough, get buff, get out
The monsters swarm 'round with them toys
The monsters swarm 'round with them toys

[Verse 2: Matt Champion, (Joba)]
I been so pissed off, I can't even think straight
Weight hefty on the shoulders, forget the accolades
Two face (Masquerade)
Foreplay (Found a way)
Face switch, rorschach, got different personalities
I been off the grid lately, I been planning trips with Tavi'
I been feeling insane, the roof need some ventilation
'Body need a celebration, got a cup high up
There's a toast for your pussy ass

[Refrain 2: Matt Champion]
I don't really care cause I'm living my life
Fuck your opinion, I'mma do what I like
If you love me then just love me, no games played tonight
So the color on her neck, it look like a lightbrite
I don't really care cause I'm living my life
Fuck your opinion, imma do what I like
If you love me then just love me, no games played tonight
So the color on her neck, it look like a lightbrite
[Verse 3: Joba]
I'm used to feeling good as dead
I'm used to needing, a helping hand
I'm used to, feeling, useless man
I used to, wanna, be a garbage man
Somebody different and, I still feel out of place
It's like I'm god's mistake, if he even exists
I can't tell these days, I wish I could cause then I'd pray
Maybe I'll find some relief, Maybe I'll find a way to break free
From all the fucked up parts of me
That they don't see, but they tryna see
I can hardly breathe, it's too much for me
I'm too much for me, when will it end
I don't even know where to begin

[Outro: Joba]
Don't mind me, I'm just killin' time (You can pick me to pieces)
But if you've got a lifeline, throw it, throw it