Flows is butter, beats is bread
I've been working in the deli trying to keep my people fed
Stoned and regret; your past don't exempt
The taxman makes time when he comes for the debt
Me I just punch and collect
I'm living off bets
It's pouring again, livid I sweat
MD will make you sad
Little smoke will fuel good intent
I haven't shown my motherf*cking face in a sec
I'm sorry, I was busy catching rain in a desert
And they talk a lot about me
They don't know where I've been
Split your skull like an egg to know the shit that I've seen
Predominant, anomalous
Traditionally unshowable like Elvis Presley's pelvic thrusts
DMT flattened out my character
"I've lost a lot of friends to drugs"
Sometimes I think I'm going under but I
Can't keep time, keep running round in your mind
Running round in your mind, searching for something more
Said I've got a lot of friends but I'm living on the outside
Living on the outside, fighting gravity
Girl I really f*cking want you
But you can't make up your mind lover
Tell me what you need me to do
Or quit playing on my heartstrings
Please, tell me you won't change
Don't change
Just sway
To an endless repeat refrain, don't change
Time will always show the way, so stay
We will all grow old some day
Just pray to the God within your brain
It's sane