[Verse 1]
No, not the end that I fear
It's the not sure I am here
Babel library, I swear
(My name isn’t there)
I'll airstrike my food if it's cold
New things already tasting old
Droppin' nukes to clean my room
(See what I am doin'?)
Yeah, side by side
Your disguise is the real look in my eyes
And my dreams are your trips
(Holy shit)

[Chorus]
Be here, be lost
Go through a lot
Pass on, forgot
Yeah, life, so hot

[Verse 2]
Just level ground is a climb
Freakin' out and feelin' fine
Feeling bliss, feeling dread
(Reminds me I'm not dead)
Your flooding flash is my bath
Fucking wet as Neptune's ass
Black holes are used to clean my room
(Don't like using brooms)
The truest truths will live on
I'll still be here when I'm gone
In our dreams, in our trips
(Holy shit)
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