New Age Crisis

I feel like I'm gorgeous

Trying to find the beauty in pain

And all I see is scars

Remind me of my flaws

I'm okay

I'm okay

Smoke come out my mouth like the Holy Ghost

Living on a pile of unfolded clothes

I'm sitting on the floor like the garden of Eden

If you could see what I was seeing

The apple was seedless

I'm playing with the dark

I've been looking at the sky for hours

I've been planning my escape for months

I've been building a castle in the sky

Carry stones through the storms

I've been planning a battle I can fight

Like a war with no goal

When I'm sitting on the throne

I'm nobody, no soul

Scream thunder, cry gold

I can feel it, I can feel it, heaven is the ceiling

I got the spirit

I got the spirit

I got the spirit

I got the spirit