[Verse 1: Headhaunter]
Let the door rust off the hinges, shake the droplets off
Then fall asleep to the sounds of wailing sirens and those barking dogs
I couldn't know that marked a box, droplets of blood on her polka dots
Had to replace that soaked red bandage, out a phantasm I broke the locks
Dead language bargains, dust-swept chasms, parking lots
Illusions shatter and coat the car, swerve off cliffs, land on the rocks
Carbon monoxide exhaust, lost for a long time I walked
Through oblong doorways in a post-apocalyptic honor system
Jungle rotten frostbit king, I talk in automated responses
All withdrawals are taken out wasp nests, dеbit cards are veiled in thick cobwеbs
No contest, watch the flakes of ash out the window
See the shapes amass shouting signals, ain't no way to back down and dip out
The trap door, take out the hacksaw, act four, director says action/
I'm back on set, wide angle lens, see the lights flash on with the cameras, wait, hang on
This is a trick, misdiagnosis and mysteries go hand in hand
We step on permafrost, my world's the wrong side up with barren land

[Chorus: Chris Wright & Atwood]
I have a hard time telling
Can’t get higher like a felon
Broke boy dreams what I’m selling
No take backs like yo girl
Don’t take shots with a pellet
My sound kinda like a relic
Never there for you but you felt it
Take a little step in my world (x2)

Take a- take a- take a- take a little step in my world (x4)

[Verse 2: Tocci]
I just want that sunshine
Mama gonna see a son shine, yeah
I just want that sunshine
Mama gonna see a son shine, yeah

Milly rock then I roll like Elvis
Bitch clean, y'all smell like shellfish
Jawline clean, I can't help it
Kill the show, man we can't help it
Every second is another selfie from a groupie bitch trying to hop a ride
But they hiding gas money, acting like everything's always free in life
Bitch get off, talking 'bout the copycats
I'm more focused where the fuck my socks are at
Got bed-head with the jew-fro
Keeping time like my name's Hugo
Bitch get off, where you when roaches were crawling around in my cereal?
Now the roaches acting all cheerio
Leaving roaches all on my centerfold, like
[Chorus: Chris Wright & Atwood]
I have a hard time telling
Can’t get higher like a felon
Broke boy dreams what I’m selling
No take backs like yo girl
Don’t take shots with a pellet
My sound kinda like a relic
Never there for you but you felt it
Take a little step in my world (x2)

Take a- take a- take a- take a little step in my world (x4)