Losing sleep in this modern grid and losing contact to get attention
Baby girl we should get off of this
Patterned paper to see the ourselves as superior from all of this
Jailed in this God state of mind when we've been everything from the start of all of this
Dmt got me feeling this feeling doesn't really exist
Got me thinking we don't coexist
Got me thinking there's really a sphinx
Got me loving wrong, loving wrong
How do I love?
I want you to teach me baby girl, I'm off of this
You're my addiction and I'm so off of you
We're God why are we so being so narcissist
Love is real, we have to learn to bind our ****
Loving you wasn't an accident
It just happened and time has drawn us in this opposition of symphasis
It's crazy, I just want to belong to a world full of fantasists