Lit souls forever, no gloom and no heaven
Sunk in a hollow seaside, querying the riptide
But there's no rest no, there's no morning after
There's no space for extra, we're only terrestrials
Distant hominids, round discoveries
Electricity and Instagram stories
Got fire and scalded
Strokes of lines and of dots
Of pretty tangos 'tween the brush and the cloth
But I can't recall what the symbols are for
Chains on everyone's neck
Symbols of wealth or collars for men?
But I comprehend your gotta go flex
And I must admit I like the mess
Ya lit souls forever, no gloom and no heaven
Sunk in a hollow seaside, querying the riptide
But there's no rest, no, there's no morning after
There's no space for extra, there's no last souls express
There's the present tense, then inexistent future
As a Jesus movie featuring Thanatos
Featuring Lil' Uzi, ya the credits foolish
And the sense elusive but the soundtrack boogies
Ya the soundtrack boogies
Soundtrack boogies, ya the soundtrack boogies
Soundtrack boogies, ya the sound