The Getaway
The Strike
4:35A time for silence A time to speak A time for violence A time for peace A time to live and A time to die A time to fall and A time to fly A time for questions A time for answers A time for tension A time for tangents A time to measure How much time I have A time to see I'm running out, and Everything's changing Except all the changes And it doesn't make sense I'm in a tailspin Listen I'll be honest I don't wanna rock the boat cause the boat rocks back I don't wanna put my hope in a lost cause Brag about tomorrow acting like I'm gonna make it that far But I'm lost in the process Spinning around and around in the cosmos And my stomach is in my throat And my lungs are filling with smoke Lord knows I've surrendered to the Hevel too long (Spinning round and round and round) I got a bogey on my nine Bogey on my nine Bogey on me tryna Blow me out the sky Rolling with the crisis inside Nosedive on an island and Drown it in the silence Crying it's piously violent But all I'm after is to finally prove I'm not accountable to gravity cause I get to choose But I'm afflicted by the switches of the rhythm I'm a victim of the physics that imprison me too Everything's changing Except all the changes And it doesn't make sense I'm in a tailspin It's easy to believe I've seen it all by now Defeated by a grief I've made a home in now I'll deal with the upheaval till time runs out Time runs out Tell me I'm not alone And you hear the voices too Thought I conquered the ghosts But they lie in the walls of my childhood bedroom Trying to get through And every now and then I let em And I listen to the lies of the phantoms When my heart is a kerosene jar And my head is a pressure bomb Gotta find the strength not to set it off Everything's changing Except all the changes And it doesn't make sense I'm in a tailspin My head is spinning round and round and round and round And I can't slow it down it down it down it down My head is spinning round and round and round and round And I can't slow it down it down it down it down Vanity, vanity Everything under the sun Is vanity, can it be Everything's already been done All of my work, all of my time Just to forget a forgettable prize And I gotta leave it for some other guy When I die- vanity My head is spinning around and around and around Like McConaughey's hanging in space I'm overthinking all my overthinking And I'm over thinking that habit's okay I know I'm winning but smiling and grinning and wishing Ain't kicking the phantoms away They haven't gone anywhere- vanity I got a relevant sentiment And I've been feeling it ever since "Legend of Max" I got a revenant regiment Spreading deception about how the Ghost Story ends But I wanna wrestle the nebula Best it, and fit it inside of the palm of my hand I don't understand- vanity (Interrobang) I got a cardiac arsonist Always bombarding my conscience with fire and smoke But I still argue the quandary Whether the progress around me is mine or the Lord's I wanna carry my cross and the cosmos And logically posit that I can do both I ain't afraid of the ghost I ain't afraid of the ghost (Interrobang) But I'm scared of their questions Scared of the chance I'll answer em wrong Scared of the mess I'll unleash If I'm dreading and sleepless and stressing And sweeping em under the rug Scared of the future, scared of the past Scared of the moments I'll wanna take back Scared if I'm not scared enough I will lose the control of the planets I hold in my hand Tell me who's really Atlas I hold the tension, You hold the planets I wanna help but You say You'll manage I am dependent, You are my Sabbath You're in the heavens, I'm in a panic You're omnipresent, I'm an asthmatic I want the method, You are the madness I am the question, You are the answer