At the turning point, fixated on a burning joint
Pixelated Polaroids of the 6-8 year old nerdy boy that I was
I'm bout to turn 34, certain life could be worth more
Dead of winter and I'm searching for warmth
Maybe this cave is a way to make it to the earth's core
If I die, f*ck it, I've been burned before
Better that than some murder hornets
Find my body wearing dirty Jordans and a face mask that did nothing for me
So many ways to die in the year 2020, but that's another story
Got my tires stuck in the mud in a storm
It's like going outside as a blood sport
So I stay inside of my van, damn
But before I split, I'll kick it some more
Split like an ocean in front of Moses
Or two horses forced to play tug of war
Tied to a torso of someone poor,
This weed is strong that's blunt force
Let nature run its course
It's more than a brochure to see what's in store
Is it a leap of faith if when you take it, you're tied to a bungee cord
You look outside my window and think I rolled the dice on a Jumanji board
Can I trust you with my life if when I drop you off you don't lock the door
Can I even trust myself, nowadays I'm not so sure
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At the turning point, fixated on a burning joint
Pixelated Polaroids of the 6-8 year old nerdy boy that I was
I'm bout to turn 34, certain life could be worth more
Dead of winter and I'm searching for warmth
Maybe this cave is a way to make it to the earth's core
If I die, f*ck it, I've been burned before
Better that than some murder hornets
Find my body wearing dirty Jordans and a face mask that did nothing for me
So many ways to die in the year 2020, but that's another story
Got my tires stuck in the mud in a storm
It's like going outside as a blood sport
So I stay inside of my van, damn
But before I split, I'll kick it some more
Split like an ocean in front of Moses
Or two horses forced to play tug of war
Tied to a torso of someone poor,
This weed is strong that's blunt force
Let nature run its course
It's more than a brochure to see what's in store
Is it a leap of faith if when you take it, you're tied to a bungee cord
You look outside my window and think I rolled the dice on a Jumanji board
Can I trust you with my life if when I drop you off you don't lock the door
Can I even trust myself, nowadays I'm not so sure
Pixelated Polaroids of the 6-8 year old nerdy boy that I was
I'm bout to turn 34, certain life could be worth more
Dead of winter and I'm searching for warmth
Maybe this cave is a way to make it to the earth's core
If I die, f*ck it, I've been burned before
Better that than some murder hornets
Find my body wearing dirty Jordans and a face mask that did nothing for me
So many ways to die in the year 2020, but that's another story
Got my tires stuck in the mud in a storm
It's like going outside as a blood sport
So I stay inside of my van, damn
But before I split, I'll kick it some more
Split like an ocean in front of Moses
Or two horses forced to play tug of war
Tied to a torso of someone poor,
This weed is strong that's blunt force
Let nature run its course
It's more than a brochure to see what's in store
Is it a leap of faith if when you take it, you're tied to a bungee cord
You look outside my window and think I rolled the dice on a Jumanji board
Can I trust you with my life if when I drop you off you don't lock the door
Can I even trust myself, nowadays I'm not so sure
Writer: Arthur Morera
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