[Intro]
Let the swag begin...drop
Help me to see your face
I need help to see your face
[Verse 1: Dratchface]
I'm still on fire like Wayne Coyne
Two sides of the same doubloon both ask where the game's going
The tides ain't throwing any rhymes my way today
Better lock myself inside my room and pray for rain
I guess it's not my place to say what's lame and what's insane
I'm swinging on this pole to leave my f**in brain and cleave your guts in twain
What's in a name? And where do I point when I need something to blame?
Spelunking your frame of reference, seeing nothing's the same
Baby, I'm tryna find a way to express my love for you
But it's 4:30 in the morning and I don't know what to do about it