[Verse]
No stress for the championship
I burn both ends of the candle's wick
Losing track of time
Crack my spine, for the acid trip
Then I tamper with this man*script
While you turning up
I'm underneath the dirt with the worms and slugs
Churning my brain while I work
On something to make the surface rumble
Until the Earth erupts
Making heads nod to the racket
I didn't lose any crops in the famine
Dodging the traps, but got last in my pa**ion
Now I'm wandering back onto the path, law of attraction
You lost all of your traction
Now it's a slippery slope
We slitting your throat
'Till you bleed like us
Let the blind lead blind
I reach high for the things I love
[Outro]
Reach high, reach high, reach high
Reach high, reach high, reach high
Reach high, reach high, reach high
Reach high, reach high, reach high
I don't give a f** if you dance
(Reach high, re-re-reach high)
I don't give a f** if you dance