I'm gonna sleep in my yard
Everything is better than the city with no stars
And any time I think life is too hard
I'll curl up and sleep in the yard
Did you think I'd be tricked by your games and distractions
Do I get a little credit for not having a reaction
Is it all so simple to you, do you do this to get traction
But shooting stars never travel in a common direction
Letting go, I'm letting go, I'm letting go of ideals
I'm just now realizing the realities of the real
Give them an inch and they'll take your whole state
Preternatural dreams screech across my clean slate
I'm gonna sleep in my yard
Anything is better than the city with no stars
And any time I think life is too hard
I'll curl up and sleep in the yard
Echoing
Echoing
Echoing
Echoing
Echoing
Echoing
Echoing
Echoing
Echoing corridors and I'm lost
I need the whole picture and possibly I'll find you
Nothing is ever as hard as before
But my prefrontal cortex is slowing its rapid expansion
I am shedding my skin
I'm about to begin
I am shedding my skin
I'm about to begin
Ah, ah yeah
I'm still lost in the echoing corridors
Testing and flexing my personal borders
Hah, ah
Nothing is ever the same the same as you thought
Because everything you're searching for you've already lost
Hah, ah ah
And you'll know it again
You are shedding your skin
You'll know it again
You are shedding your skin
Oh, oh ah ah
I am shedding my skin
I'm about to begin
And you'll know me again
You are shedding your skin