Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trent Jacob Rodenborn
Trent Jacob Rodenborn
Songwriter

Lyrics

Wake up in the morning
The clock already ticking
All the time i waste important
You not gettin how i’m living
Peace sign and i’m in orbit
I’ll be okay when i’m missing
Lotta people think i’m joking
When i’m tell em ima get it
Wake up in the morning
The clock already ticking
All the time i waste important
You not gettin how i’m living
Peace sign and i’m in orbit
I’ll be okay when i’m missing
Lotta people think i’m joking
When i’m tell em ima get it
Feelin good
My bucket half full
I got it optimistic
Fuck a negative withhold
Ain’t no gas up in my tank
Bet i’m still gonna make it home
Shadow box that’s full of faith
Try to keep it in the dome
Now there’s angels singing songs
Elevations getting higher
Reciting pretty psalms
Revelation with a choir
I’m ready to drop a bomb
To defuse you must decipher
I’m gettin tired this walk
Tight roping over fire
Copper snappin soon
Ima need another loom
Call the handy man
Slide a couple to the moon
Mt mind is a crucifix
It’s part of the costume
Be playin it’s own trick
But what else you gonna do
Wake up in the morning
The clock already ticking
All the time i waste important
You not gettin how i’m living
Peace sign and i’m in orbit
I’ll be okay when i’m missing
Lotta people think i’m joking
When i’m tell em ima get it
Wake up in the morning
The clock already ticking
All the time i waste important
You not gettin how i’m living
Peace sign and i’m in orbit
I’ll be okay when i’m missing
Lotta people think i’m joking
When i’m tell em ima get it
Lately my headspace
Ain’t been very crowded
Been breaking my creations
No longer stand surrounded
All the drinking didn’t teach
It helped us forget all about it
Now i’m away from the beach
So why the waves all sounding louder
You’d think if you got out
Everything would just get better
But as soon as you get out
You no longer getting wetter
Instead you become the rain
You become your own weather
Went insane to be sane
My heads a ball up on the tether
Gettin smacked up all around
Prolly end up dead soon
Gotta chill out
Just seen johnny on the news
No, nothings free will
Nothings ever up to you
I could make a couple mil
But it’ll be gone no matter how it’s in my view
So what you gonna do
Hello, Hal do you read me?
What can you even do
Do you read me Hal?
Besides, maybe
Open up a window or two
Open the pod bay doors Hal
I’m sorry, Dave
I’m afraid I can’t do that
What’s the problem?
I think you know what the problem is just as well as I do
I don’t know how to check
But i’m back up on the road
Easier if i forget
Than combat, head to toe
Now i’m tryna perfect
The art of crackin in the codes
Kinda surprised CNN
Ain’t put cameras in my home
Shit i’m pretty fuckin close
It’s pulling my gravity
Just sorry to my brain
For suffering casualties
I’m diminishing the pain
With every breath taken happily
Completely different game
When i’m stepping outta sanity
Written by: Trent Jacob Rodenborn
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