i can't tell if i was lost or they banished me
but i was gone, following a flawed fantasy
and probly y'all was all right, i was wrong, now i'm like, where's the pause button?
i'm really worried, B.
i build walls just to break down the barricades
i feel small in the cause, which is scaring me
it seems all of my clear thoughts have been paraphrased
and all these character critiques are apparent
i lose sleep tryna force-feed the prophecy
in my dreams i'm on course and i'm not a freak
reality smacks me in the teeth when i'm awake
i ain't getting free, man.
i fear i am a fake.
i work hard towards community, or so i thought
but i'm confused by the unity i know we got
like, if it's there and it's shared with us all
how come it's always so hard to get along? huh?

i wonder what's the cost of my sanity?
and can i do the job that was handed me?
and can we change the awesome disparities?
i hope the song give me clarity.
i'm fighting off the monsters and parrying
i'm biting off the scars that i'm carrying
i'm writing down the thoughts i feel buried in
i hope the song give me clarity.

i rarely hear the storm in the canopy
but i see can the meaning that the words on the banner read:
"our memes are the cause of the tragedy
we need to be the charge of the battery"
we're reading off a parchment that's tattering
it's maddening, trying to embark on a strategy
actually, we often feel awful and have to leave
then we stop 'cause our hearts all are shattering
i'm want to arise but i'm slackening
i want, while i'm alive, to fight back a bit
i want to find a home and go casually
but i don't even know my own family
its tough cause we were born in a saddle, see,
we adjust our main course and start staggering.
suddenly we feel the force of the gravity
stumble to the floor once more, see? had to breathe.

so what's the cost of economy?
and can we be the spark that we gotta be?
and can we change the awesome disparities?
i hope the song give you clarity.
you're fighting off the monsters and parrying
you're biting off the scars that i'm carrying
i'm writing down the thoughts i feel buried in
i hope the song give you clarity.

now i sing hard with my hands high,
feels like i long left the field full of land mines.
it's like you were a sloop i could sail by.
truth is, i would be your fool if you'd bear mine.
it's like, as long as i been paralyzed, i been looking for a comrade to materialize.
i found one and i'm still tryna realize
how much we could get done if we really try.
heal the fear of feeling bad,
we could really fly.
this insecurity is sad
cause we're really tight.
i would never leave your ass if you'd deal with mine.
fuck the prickles on your cactus.
we'll do it right.
aw, it's like i sipped truth serum
these is true spits, i expect you hear 'em
if you just exist in the one clear serious moment
only
then i trust you feel this
i say we ain't need abandon all planning
but when i'm making them now i have you in 'em
i need you. please remember
you give me clarity
it's that simple

so what's the cost that our passion brings?
and can't we try to come off compassionately?
can we change the awesome disparities?
man, i hope the song give us clarity.
we're fighting off the monsters and parrying
and biting off the scars that i'm carrying
i'm writing down the thoughts i feel buried in
man i hope the song give us clarity.

so, what's the cost of my sanity?
and can i do the job that was handed me?
and can we change the awesome disparities?
man, i hope the song give me clarity.
i'm fighting off the monsters and parrying
i'm biting off the scars i been carrying
i'm writing down the thoughts i feel buried in
man, i hope the song give me clarity.