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What is a man to a king and a king to a god? What is a god to a devil putting up a facade? I need an outlet now (outlet now) I need to write this down (write it down, write it all down) Hi, it's been a minute since we had a chat But time is finite, innit? Finna make it fast Success is a bitch, why complain that ya luck ain't the best? When you're rich and you're famous and fuckin' depressed Stuck in a mess of pretend pretense, uppers in the trash Got a couple ins-and-outs that don't involve crashes So past me, you asked me, "So, how have you been?" Did you want fiction? Addiction? A public mental snappin'? (Wow) How did this happen? You ready to rattle some bones? Thinking I dip to follow a script And never look back at the demons at home? Raining shame inside the brain like, "Bitch, too bad you ain't a keeper" Changing difficulty mid-way through the game to be a sleeper (hit) Just pretend it's nothing An endless wanting, getting, wanting I never stop, one thing, always one thing I'll always keep wanting, wanting more What is a man to a king and a king to a god? What is a god to a devil putting up a facade? I need an outlet now, I need to write this down (write it down, write it all down) Dear diary, I'm still a fuckin' basket case I say "I'll keep on truckin'" but the fact is cars don't run in space I'm feeling angsty, and thankless and like I fell from grace In zero gravity, having me thinking like I got no place I'm fading, the crowd is waiting But my internal rating is, well, kinda shady It's lately, "I'm just an alien" Sailing on my "Self-made-ien" BS that I shell out Tell my fans they'll do well, shout from the mountain I dwell But does this ring any bells? That I don't mention the hell And changed the topic from the hot tip that they prolly won't sell I paint a pretty little image, it looks swell from a distance Blacking out the spell that gave this nobody an existence called luck Just pretend it's nothing An endless wanting, getting, wanting I never stop, one thing, always one thing I'll always keep wanting, wanting more What is a man to a king and a king to a god? What is a god to a devil putting up a facade? I need an outlet now I need to write this down (write it down, write it all down) Just pretend it's nothing An endless wanting, getting, wanting I never stop, one thing, always one thing I'll always keep wanting, wanting more What does a demon believe in? A king or a god? I tell 'em Dice won't be leaving, so what are the odds I get my outlet now? I gotta write this down (write it down, write it all down)
Writer(s): Demarkus Oliphant, Karen Calanni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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