#15

Chloroquine
And stifled air
Look around
But no one's there
I'd rather go hō hō ōh
And waste my time
Laying low hō hō ōh
Lost my mind
Run away
To empty streets
Paranoid
Not trynna be
Got a fever, yea-hea-uh
Well wait in line
Droppin' pressure, hê-âh-âh
Heart rate line
I tell myself
I believe there's nothin' wrong
I tell myself
Hope to live a life forgone
Now I lose my voice to find it
Somewhere up in my head
Realize I never minded
No future overhead but
I want it all back
The way it used to be
Stay inside
We're on phase three
Trip down south
To normalcy
Release the tension
Unwindin' me
Clench for people
You'll never reach
Oh
I tell myself
I believe there's nothing wrong
I tell myself
Hope to live a life forgone
Now I lose my voice to find it
Somewhere up in my head
Realize I never minded
No future overhead but
I want it all back
The way it used to be
Yeah-heah-heah
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Yeah
You can't trust, the air you breathe
Nothing is what it seems
Some who lied, you now believe
Nothing is what it seems
Demand and cost, beyond the need
Nothing is what it seems
Vacant lives, with souls to feed
Nothing is what it seems
Yeah
Now I lose my voice to find it
Somewhere up in my head
Realize I never minded
No future overhead but
I tell myself
I believe there's nothing wrong
I tell myself
Hope to live a life forgone
Now I lose my voice to find it
Somewhere up in my head
Realize I never minded
No future overhead but
I want it all back
The way it used to be