VERSE 1:
notice the act of flipping a stone
underneath is seen the moments of a villainous foe
how many dreams can i hold? they're turning into dark visions
start living in a stark different kind of mimicking mold
i tried to give it my whole life and i rolled dice gambling
drifting to lowest type of sampling
damaging the image of the triune God, forgot the bandages
get a pen and write two flaws
i'm rather ravenous, hungry for the tycoon bars
i gotta handle it, go attack and fight those laws
i'm also traveling faster than i'm able to control
until i reach an obstacle to shake me to my bones
i just ache when i'm alone, the skeleton is visible
i push it back in my closet but then i hit the skull
falls into to my lap and then i stare it in the eyes
i shouldn't be surprised, the person i've been is pitiful


HOOK:
from the front you look the same though
but from the back i see you're never gonna change
oh, and i know you want the same old
you look the same though, you look the/you look the


VERSE 2:
i wanna be the illest rapper alive
but if you asked me what i thought, i'd tell you that it's a lie
but that itself is such a fabrication, a machination of my devious desire for the passing of my application
and you accept it and view me the way i show myself
the strongest man that you've ever seen, but i'm overwhelmed
i'm in a bad condition, and undeniably a prideful man while crying loud to get what i demand
it's quite the dance, i'm running around to hide my hands
cause they be dirty with thirty pieces to buy a plan
to fool the world like i'm a holy kind of person
so hold me by the burdens and make them into diadem
Lord, i'm not the face that i present
in fact, i'm quite the opposite. a brooding novelist
with every intention to know the question in my dreams
who am i? need a lesson from Elohim


CODA:
you're looking different, i see you changed too
you're looking different, i see you changed too