I'm running like a bitch from my zeitgeists I'm tryna get a grip on my insides I'm falling to the pit of the bottomless Don't tell me I'm a gift for the forgotten
Save me Pray for me Insane Nutty My implosion Is entertaining
And they mark us out of ten In a game we'll never win And we're chasing all this fame Till we meet our bitter end
In this game, yeah, you gotta protect yourself There's a whole lot of motherfuckers tryna get in your shell Get your spirit on that Tec-9, lay 'em out on the ground Got a couple Jedis with me, and I'm pulling my sabor out Let's go!
I feel like, I feel like I'm ten feet tall Yeah, you use all the screws I had loose to build us all I feel like I'm right on top of the world, yeah Even if I'm half near the top, I'm in my sh
