Yeah
Sometimes it feel like time don't exist
Another human construct
Tomorrow never comes
Might as well just throw your arms up
Imaginary every tales like American Dream
A justice for the brown skin in the land of free

It's sort of cynical (yeah)
Yeah, kind of bitter (true)
Life is cyclical (yeah)
Winners and losers (you)
Full of surprises (why)
How you survive that (die)
Holding the hope (tie)
Romantic hopeless (aight)

Tomorrow like the day you finna seeing that text
I'm sorry, I was wrong
That's that pride up in my chest
A perfect day to finish that list of chores
When the last time you called that mother with yours

I'm talking about further up, further in
It's just earth with new skin
Talking about, talking about, talking about
Talking about, talking about, talking about
(Talking about, talking about, talking about )

Talking about
Tomorrow we're only different
It's the same, you and me
But something missing
All the baggage we carry men listen
Scars we all earned on mission
Yeah
Our soul anxious from aimless soil toil
And dangling happiness in the faces of total strangers
Arranging our profiles to raise up others anger
All in hopes to have a dime left at retirement
Eyeing each other's objects
Lie about what we buy next
This cannot be the whole goal of existence

Talking
Further up, further in
It's just earth with new skin

Talking about
Further up, further in
It's just earth with new skin
Talking about, talking about, talking about
Talking about, talking about, talking about
Further up, further in
It's just earth with new skin

Talking about
Further up, further in
It's just earth with new skin
Talking about, talking about, talking about

I did the work
I had the talk
I lost the friends
Sold it off
Gave away
Let it go
Walked away
Own wrongs
Apologized
Ugly Cried
Let others in
I opened up
Forgave it
Pay what I owed
Look at me
Like what I see
No excuse
Love the calm
I am clear
This is new
Now in my head
I like it here
Finally like it here