[Verse 1: S. Reidy]

Ten toes down in the gravel
Last to feeling trapped upon the road less traveled
A silly sinking ship 'cuz all the passengers are safe
And wearing badges while your brain can make a bear out of a badger
Silly rabbit, cliques are for the pigs
The grossly misinformed enthusiastically content
The servants of a profit make mortality a savior
Foolish hot takers seeking echos in the chamber
And I'm proud to be a rapper that can wear it on his face
Act up in a way that makes the passive feel unsafe
Thе art inside a thought that manifests into a demon
Just to makе him see it's only seething for a season
Healing burned scars from lost times and dark souls (facts)
Lost arts in pipelines to wrong homes (facts)
Time flies with no signs to grab hold (facts)
Souls die with white lies and say so's (yup)
Vision's out of pocket
Thinking that I'm Ash when I behave like Team Rocket
Something in the air can make a paradigm crack
When the mirror still reflects a conscience man's face back saying

[Hook: S. Reidy]

So what's it gonna be?
You wanna be alone but all the moments on repeat say
You're so lonely
(And every moment that you have is still sinking in the sand like)
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