Daddy was a rolling stone.
Mama was a lighthouse.
Never found his way home.
She didn't wanna die out.
Hope they never find out
I'm a bit like both of em.
Sometimes I wanna stand my ground,
when I'm supposed to run.
Broken gun that keeps spitting out rounds.
Everyone smart starts getting down now.
666 times I said I was the devil.
667 lines I've written were embezzled.
I'm dead in a parallel universe,
writing songs where I'm scared
to sing you the words.
Hard to find my way
through time and space,
agitating navigating
with this dying face.
Gotta find a day
I don't feel so bombarded.
Been a flawed artist since the song was started.
I know most times I'm my own worst critic.
But I feel like scrapping this hook
and verse along with it.

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I hate you like a diagnosis.
I love you like I'm kinda broken.
I want you like I never want a thing.
I need you like I'm finding focus.
I hate you like you love yourself.
I love you like I hate myself.
I hate you like a mind less open.
I love you like a dying ocean.

Grandma was a scratched off lottery ticket.
Grandpa was the silent treatment.
She had a lot of wishes
for a cynic.
He probably kept a lot of secrets.
I'm thinkin I'm a lot like both of em.
Got me wonderin
if either of their ghosts have come
to scrutinize,
they probably think I'm pathetic.
It's too soon to die
but too late to edit.
Sometimes I have too much passion.
Some days I get stuck on these feelings.
Most times I don't want your reactions.
Currently I just wanna know what real means.
Cause I feel things
but I feel em deeper.
I wanna burn it down instead,
behead the leader.
I've been a contradiction,
I thought I lost the vision.
But you can only take
what you've got to give em.
Writing line after line
in hopes that you relate to this.
While other artists stay fake as shit.
You were the drug,
I was the junkie.
I'm always slumped,
and you didn't love me.
We're the exact same to be honest.
It's like a bad game to be conscious.
Life imitates art
but art should be inimitable.
I won't stop
until all of these minutes are paid in full.
And I played the fool once.
Now I get it.
Eating words that my mouth evicted.
Left with my thoughts,
a bottle of eyedrops.
Standin barefoot in the rain.
Charging my ions.
Trying to find God when I know he don't exist.
And even if he did I know I won't submit.
Hopelessness is getting anyone to listen.
Holiness comes from worshiping apparitions.
So I went to the doctor to learn that I'm a monster.
But didn't take the meds
cause I'm just swimming in deeper water.
Mama was a soft smile.
Daddy was a hard road.
She taught me I'm not a file.
He told me the scars show.
I'd hate to admit it but I'm a bit like both of em,
and I'll keep fighting for the right thing.
Even if I know it's dumb.
Broken sun that isn't giving his light away,
but always tries to keep in mind
he came from a brighter place.

(Chorus)