Last night I dreamed that you'd murdered some kids Gone up towards the border where the freaks live I couldn't tolerate it, yet somehow I did If it had been on TV, I would've changed the channel And afterwards I lay awake for quite some time And thought about opinions I'd kept At five in the morning, I couldn't tolerate it How many had died while I slept? Now is the time to cast Darwin aside Stop spinning lines that justify the lure of suicide And reach out your hands And save someone's life Because war is coming If you want it War is coming If you want it She's keeping quiet in a season of crime Walking away as if nothing had changed From that awful display People are strange If they keep on laughing Nothing will change Now is the time to cast the screenplay aside And try to create some space between the lines To lift up your voice And change someone's mind War is coming If you want it War is coming (She's keeping quiet) If you want it (If you can't tolerate it) War is coming If you want it War is coming If you want it (If you think we deserve it) War is coming If you want it War is coming If you want it

I'm a son of a Southland, bleed red, white and blue Our love once fought for freedom So the states would have a right to choose You can keep your damn change, I'll keep my rebel flag If the South is so bad, why'd you want it back? Down here we drink, and we drive jacked up trucks These outlaw women make a country boy come undone If you think this flag means I don't like black Son, you're so confused And you don't know jack If the South is so bad, why'd you want it back? I've got a shotgun rifle and a semi aut' .45 You better bring yours if you think you're gonna take mine You can keep your damn change, you can kiss my rebel ass If the South is so bad, why'd you want it back? Down here we drink, and we drive jacked up trucks These outlaw women make a country boy come undone If you think this flag means I don't like black Son, you're so confused And you don't know jack If the South is so bad, why'd you want it back? And you don't know jack If the South is so bad, why'd you want it back? Down here we drink, and we drive jacked up trucks And these outlaw women make a country boy come undone If you think this flag means I don't like black Son, you're so confused And you don't know jack If the South is so bad, why'd you want it back? And you don't know jack If the South is so bad, why'd you want it back?

(That boy Cassius) (Zaytoven) (Wheezy beats) I'ma grind, get this paper (I'ma grind, get this paper, paper) I'ma shine on a hater, yeah (shine on a hater) Build a mine, I got acres (build a mine, I got acres) Diamond ring, I go glacier, yeah (diamond ring, I go glacier) And I came from out that jungle, I'm gon' eat when I get hungry Had my back against the wall, I had to face off my opponents If I trip or fall or stumble, I'm bouncin' back and gettin' back on it Get that check up every mornin', gotta get it if you want it Money talks, my favorite conversation (conversation) I fuck that money and give it penetration (penetration) Private flight came with no invitation (no invitation) When it come to paper, I had to practice patience Had no transportation, had to use the MARTA station Now we ride in spaceships, inside of the coupe it's spacious On the jet gettin' faded, flew out the whole crew to Vegas Smells like we make it, racks so long from here to Macon Stood out on these niggas, I'm so outstandin' Had to get rich, I couldn't do that shit without plannin' When you take a fall, nigga don't panic Gotta give that shit yo' all, bet you don't fail it I'ma grind, get this paper (I'ma grind, get this paper, paper) I'ma shine on a hater, yeah (shine on a hater) Build a mine, I got acres (build a mine, I got acres) Diamond ring, I go glacier, yeah (diamond ring, I go glacier) And I came from out that jungle, I'm gon' eat when I get hungry Had my back against the wall, I had to face off my opponents If I trip or fall or stumble, I'm bouncin' back and gettin' back on it Get that check up every mornin', gotta get it if you want it Told all of my bros, "We gon' be on" (be on) Told myself I had to make this shit just on my own (my own) When shit got real, I still had yo' back when you was wrong When we get Ms, I'm gon' try to bring my nigga home My Rosetta Stones, need to sit me on a throne (throne) I just got a dome, then I left that hoe alone (alone) I'm just tryna grind, make a million worth of songs (songs) Cop a Patek for my mama, she gon' know her son the don (don) Got that AP on, I feel apologetic ('pologetic) When I fell in love with money, that shit was so romantic (so romantic) Get them racks and cuff 'em, hide 'em in the attic (hide 'em in the attic) I done got so high, I done forgot I had it (forgot I had it) I'ma grind, get this paper (I'ma grind, get this paper, paper) I'ma shine on a hater, yeah (shine on a hater) Build a mine, I got acres (build a mine, I got acres) Diamond ring, I go glacier, yeah (diamond ring, I go glacier) And I came from out that jungle, I'm gon' eat when I get hungry Had my back against the wall, I had to face off my opponents If I trip or fall or stumble, I'm bouncin' back and gettin' back on it Get that check up every mornin', gotta get it if you want it

You woke up to an empty apartment in Pasadena Counted back on the calendar every month you knew ya had to leave her And It's a shame Your secret smokes in the alleyway To numb the pain To escape the everyday mundane Everyday Somber and despondent on a sunlit afternoon Diggin' in the graveyard, every argument you ever had exhumed And It's a shame Your secrеt smokes in the alleyway To numb thе pain To escape the everyday mundane Everyday's mundane Everyday Is the same Underwater You can't breathe without her Underwater You can't breathe without her And It's a shame Your secret smokes in the alleyway To numb the pain Cause you still carry all that weight Of leaving it And escape the everyday mundane Everyday's mundane Everyday Is the same

We hear the jokes you make We hear the nasty words you say I'll never get it, it's so pathetic Does your tiny brain make you this way? Maybe mama didn't tell you that she loved you enough Now you're feeling extra small, and you wanna feel tough Well, I've got some news for you We don't give a shit what you do Or at all about you Boys will be girls And girls will be boys And everybody in between We'll all be who we wanna be Oh, who we want to be Was there a thought worth exploring When you woke up this morning? 'Cause nobody's laughing, now your ego's lacking Must be sad to be so boring Maybe you should take a look in the mirror, love 'Cause your outfit and outlook are ugly as fuck And I've got some news for you Still don't give a shit what you do Or at all about you Boys will be girls And girls will be boys And everybody in between We'll all be who we wanna be Boys will be girls And girls will be boys And everybody in between We'll all be who we wanna be Oh, who we want to be Throw a tantrum, hold a sign As the infantry arrives We'll take back the city tonight The kids will be all right Your old ways will die In the darkest depths we'll stand here in the light Boys will be girls And girls will be boys And everybody in between We'll all be who we wanna be Boys will be girls And girls will be boys And everybody in between We'll all be who we wanna be Oh, who we want to be Oh, who we want to be

Rest in pieces, my broken brain If it's all the same to you Then I'll come unglued Motionless on the lawn, staring off into pale blue Racing thoughts in the photo booth Hey, yeah What do you want me to do? Hey, yeah When I'm lost in my thoughts again Lost in my thoughts again Lists inside of lists, a labyrinth How do people do The things they plan to? Lost the day again laying in the grass Sweating every conversation I've ever had What do you want me to do? Hey, yeah When I'm lost in my thoughts again Lost in my thoughts again It's not that I wasn't listening But I struggle with attention And I'm lost in my thoughts again Pull me out before I drown in all my awkward memories Lost thoughts and "what was I gonna do todays?" Pull me out, just pull me out When I'm lost in my thoughts again Lost in my thoughts again It's not that I wasn't listening But I struggle with attention And I'm lost in my thoughts again Lost in my thoughts again Lost in my thoughts again It's not that I wasn't listening But I struggle with attention And I'm lost in my thoughts again

I get fed up with myself My mind went manic and jumped over the details again Flat tires and amplifiers Can we go back to the beginning? Sorry Gettin' used to the side eye The constant feeling I let you down when I can't sit still Missed anniversaries The broken horse on a carousel The circus is in town You wanna go, but you've already seen the clown It's always half as fun as we think But I don't want to let you down I can't blame you for leavin' I can't trace all the loose wires in my head Wandеr under the night sky My therapist says I'm sеlf aware, not great with boundaries Afraid to disappoint, so I fail everyone around me Walk the bridge at CalTech, retrace all my past steps I'm one thousand thoughts a second, now you're headed to the exit I can't blame you for leavin' I can't trace all the loose wires in my head I can't blame you for leavin' I can't blame you before I short circuit again Hello distraction, you're the rain to my little cloud Hello distraction, take me down Hello distraction, you're the storm chasin' me now Hello distraction, take me down I'm too impatient with myself My thoughts went silent and lost track of the motivation I can't blame you for leavin' I can't trace all the loose wires in my head I can't blame you for leavin' I can't blame you before I short circuit again I can't blame you for leavin' I can't blame you before I short circuit again Short circuit again Hello distraction, take me down

I've been sleeping with the TV on Just loud enough to drown out all my thoughts Cause lately I can't think without panic chasing me Stare at the ceiling, count pounding heartbeats Lost in a crowd Of recycled bones and skin What do you now With your seven skeletons I know how it feels to get stuck Lonely, melancholy, nothing makes you give a fuck But if our stubborn bones can grow new on their own Then we can change ourselves, and build a better home Lost in a crowd Of recycled bones and skin What do you now With your seven skeletons Lost in a crowd Of recycled bones and skin What do you now With your seven skeletons? The darkest clouds part overhead What do you do now With your seven skeletons? With your seven skeletons?