ALLATONCENESS

You leave me like you're a hole in my head

You need me like I'm the holy ghost

You leave me like you're a hole in my head

You need me like I'm a hologram

Now I'm thinking that a

Half of nothing's too much

But before you let me go

You're thinking that a

Half of nothing's too much

Well before you let me

If my heart says something

That this half of nothing's too much

Should I call or let go?

If my heart says something

That this half of nothing's too much

Yeah

If my Devil's in the future, then I might forget my past

Cos my feelings get more lucid when I don't google the cast

Like, I'm trying to remember, all my Tesla's from my Satre

And I'm buying wholesale Yoga, yeah I'll call it meta-art

I should be playing as Confucius, but I never got the start

You should be playing Texas Hold'em, go, you never should have asked

Yes we're still fucking in the gutter, but keep looking at the stars

If we believe in allatonceness, then you'll never be that far,

Go ask your tarot cards

If my heart says something

That this half of nothing's too much

Should I call or let go?

If my heart says something

That this half of nothing's too much

Yeah

If my heart says something

That this half of nothing's too much

Should I call or let go?

If my heart says something

That this half of nothing's too much

Yeah