[Verse 1: Jon Mess]
What’s it like to be a marble? Did I get something in your eye?
She’s a referee, and I’m lethally overdosed on pumpkin pie
Yes the future is mount delicious, son
But the leaf changes forms continuum
My destiny is calling me, it says
"Jon Mess, you should own a gun."

[Pre-Chorus: Jonny Craig]
Feel the room filling up with smoke
Billowing, billowing up, holding on for the worst
Rise above

[Chorus: Jonny Craig, Jon Mess]
Come on down (Can I get a piece of that?)
I need more in my veins (Uniquely post-relapse)
So who starts the fire?
The whispers start to drip (The quota and balancing act)
The pain of second place (Can I get a piece of that?)

[Verse 2: Jon Mess]
What’s it like to be an atheist? Are you okay with suicide?
Well it’s baffling that my ears can bleed
When I see your domestic thighs
Yes, the future is kush and bubblegum
But I prefer wood to linoleum
My destiny is calling me, it says
"You’ll be fine if you take some Tums."
[Bridge: Jonny Craig, Jon Mess]
I'm letting out, well, I feel like I've dropped it all
I'm letting out, well, I feel that I've rushed it
No slack, no one to pretend, aroused
(I’m angry, believe it, I need this just as much as you)
(It's complicated)

[Chorus: Jonny Craig, Jon Mess]
Come on down (Can I get a piece of that?)
I need more in my veins (Uniquely post-relapse)
So who starts the fire?
The whispers start to drip (The quota and balancing act)
The pain of second place (Can I get a piece of that?)