[Verse 1: Jon Mess]
Who drains the blood from my head? (I do, I do)
Who comes through with the meds? (I do, I do)
Blackened seeds, you're gonna need these, freeze
The common ancestor, the pressure of industry
Who sleeps in the grease crease
Wax and trails of mutual deceit
I heard that growth was getting weak
Who taps the line, records my mind
Twisted agenda, align my spine
Whose got the steeples, the people and scepters
The rocks on the beaches, the angles, the vectors
Who drains the blood from my head? (I do, I do)
Who accepts me as I am? (I do, I do)

[Verse 2: Tilian]
Relationships are a tool that can fuel the facade over my disguise
Fulfill my ego, I do what I do with unrelenting compromise
When it's all on the table, you know I'll be able
To duck, dodge, and run, and hide
Got a good education in disinformation
Adept at constructing lies

[Verse 3: Jon Mess, Tilian]
The crack on the staircase, I smoked out of boredom
(And I will get it all on my own)
My kitchen is filled with meat and chloroform
Squirming colors metastasize
(And I will get it all on my own)
Upon viewing the world the fetus eats its own eyes
[Verse 4: Jon Mess]
Acting the fiction and signing the right away
Transistor electrocute, wiping the order away
Awkward offensive hold, perfectly natural
They can't speak 'bout my brand, because I'm dead and white
Acting the fiction and signing the right away
Transistor electrocute, wiping the order away
Awkward offensive hold, perfectly natural
They can't speak 'bout my brand because I'm dead and white

[Non-Lyrical Vocals]

[Bridge: Tilian]
I'm the one, I'm the one
With my hands around the gun
I am not afraid, I am not afraid
I'm the one, I'm the one
With my hands around the gun
I am not afraid, I am not afraid
I'm the one, I'm the one
With my hands around the gun
I am not afraid, I am not afraid
I'm the one, I'm the one
With my hands around the gun
I am not afraid, I am not afraid
So what? (I'm the one, I'm the one)
I'll die, (with my hands around the gun)
Alone (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
So what? (I'm the one, I'm the one)
I'll die, (with my hands around the gun)
Alone (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
So what? (I'm the one, I'm the one)
I'll die, (with my hands around the gun)
Alone (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
So what? (I'm the one, I'm the one)
I'll die, (with my hands around the gun)
Alone (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
So what? (I'm the one, I'm the one)
I'll die, (with my hands around the gun)
Alone (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)
So what? (I'm the one, I'm the one)
I'll die, (with my hands around the gun)
Alone, alright (I am not afraid, I am not afraid)

[Outro: Will Swan]
Woke up in a new Bugatti (Then I burned it)
Woke up next to Jodi Arias (She my hood bitch)
Double it down on all the clowns trying to remake DBM
(Man, you crazy)
We started this sound from Sac Town
Bitch, you best be home by 10 (Curfew bitch)