[Intro: Mac Miller]
Yeah, yeah
Let me get a little bit more beat
Yeah
[Verse: Mac Miller]
Ask God if she believe in me and will she accept me as a deity
And tell me the secrecy won't keep you free
I'm sleeping, won't dream until the demons leave
I took a nap, beneath a tree in the shade
Feel the sharpness of the swords and blades of grass
Picturin' the images that make you laugh
I left you out to die, but will you take me back? (Back)
Somewhere in between the crazy and the conscious (Conscious)
She's naked underneath them shadows
Let the sunlight undress her slow
I don't know who I am, I'm so good at doin' impressions though (Uh-huh)
I'm goin' to the festival, (The festival) need to let me go
I wake up, pop a couple Benadryls, go back to sleep
It's all made up, everything they said was real, it has to be
'Cause actually the master fast asleep
And the castles back-back in his private quarters (Private quarters)
That's a master for you, this a revolution, we don't have no order (No, no, no)
All this torture, thought I had to warn ya (Had to warn ya)
Leave it all behind and go to California (California) (Go, go)
I'm past the signs, it's the real thing, try analyzin' this feelin'
Ya can't fathom (Can't fathom) (Can't, can't, can't)
Yeah, yeah
Let me get a little bit more beat
Yeah
[Verse: Mac Miller]
Ask God if she believe in me and will she accept me as a deity
And tell me the secrecy won't keep you free
I'm sleeping, won't dream until the demons leave
I took a nap, beneath a tree in the shade
Feel the sharpness of the swords and blades of grass
Picturin' the images that make you laugh
I left you out to die, but will you take me back? (Back)
Somewhere in between the crazy and the conscious (Conscious)
She's naked underneath them shadows
Let the sunlight undress her slow
I don't know who I am, I'm so good at doin' impressions though (Uh-huh)
I'm goin' to the festival, (The festival) need to let me go
I wake up, pop a couple Benadryls, go back to sleep
It's all made up, everything they said was real, it has to be
'Cause actually the master fast asleep
And the castles back-back in his private quarters (Private quarters)
That's a master for you, this a revolution, we don't have no order (No, no, no)
All this torture, thought I had to warn ya (Had to warn ya)
Leave it all behind and go to California (California) (Go, go)
I'm past the signs, it's the real thing, try analyzin' this feelin'
Ya can't fathom (Can't fathom) (Can't, can't, can't)
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