I run in circles and my karma's catching up with me
I got it all but now I know it's not enough for me
I trade it all in I ain't holding onto novelties
They ask me if I'll be okay I'm thinking "probably"
I'm in a battle with my ego and my modesty
I'm tryna settle it before the reaper comes for me
I'm in between a surety and insecurity
And honestly
And honestly
I'm indecent, at least I've got reasons
I don't suppose, I saw your ghost
I've been freezing you out, my sleeves got tricks and now
I don't suppose I saw your ghost
I seed the soil and watch it grow
And cast a nasty shade
Watch the way I overthink
It tends to complicate
I've been shaking my brain
And I'm f*cking it up
I've been tossing and turning
There's no waking up
All my senses make sense of
This terrible mess
Are we tempted to mend this?
Instead let's
Seed the soil and watch it grow
And cast a nasty shade
Watch the way I overthink
It tends to complicate
Seed the soil and watch it grow
And cast a nasty shade
Watch the way I overthink
It tends to complicate