[Souncloud Intro Sample: Nancy Sinatra - These Boots Are Made for Walkin']
You keep lying, when you ought to be truthing
And you keep lying, when you ought to be truthing
And you keep lying, when you ought to be truthing
And you keep losing, when you ought to not bet

(Exo)
(Look)

[Verse 1]
Let's go
Back in time, my tachyons moving Y to X
Revisiting these butterflies ensued some side effects
But viewing beauty like this sometimes important too
Some say the past only exists to spite your future
What a distorted truth

I walk the graveyard to support and reinforce my views
My fortitudes and virtues all the cues I change according to
And vice versa

Time moves with high inertia
So I immersed myself in fires on my prior purchase
And splurge out on the present with subsequently acquired foresight
Some say that life’s a bitch, they sorta right
It’s known to bite
But it’s also known to work
And all It’s gone once life has ended
So maybe there might be some worth in trying to befriend it

[Hook]
But I digress
[scatting]
These raspberries in my mouth tasty
My life is a wreck, but fuck it, it don’t phase me
Like
[scatting]
But I digress


[Verse 2]
My subconscious quick to resort to torture tactics
Inner fears like aborting backflips
Enter falling flat, and contort my back
Cause it’s like the spine in my mind sorta snapped
If my conscious is the journey, then the core reacted
Far too brash, quick to reward this passion
All of that mixed with his horrid fashion
In which I compile negative thoughts, distractions

Hope the chronic don’t quit
But the pain just won’t end like Sonic ‘06
Try to use logic when logic don’t fit
A self-destructive narrative within logic don’t stick
I’m not sure what I hate worse
Depression, or how boring the whole fucking thing works
It feels like I’ve been cracked the fuckin' puzzle so it hurts
Cause without its application, that knowledge is just a curse

[Hook]
But I digress
[scatting]
These raspberries in my mouth tasty
My life is a wreck, but fuck it, it don’t phase me
Like
[scatting]
But I digress

[Sample: Ghost Stories]
Bus Driver: We've been married about 6 years now
Satsuki: Nobody's talking to you, just drive the bus, busdriver. Fucking nosy
Bus Driver: I mean, I think I'm still a good looking man, what do you think sweetheart?
Satsuki: You're still talking!