Noself

All that I've got left is spite But bitch it's something Baked in my own sadness Stuck my head right in the oven But I would not die My engine kept on running Back to life so run it back I back it up a couple times like Fuck people who are too scared to dance I move my hips and it's a trance I resurrect myself in Vans and t-shirts Sweaty with the answer's just a body moving Stupid simple, smiles kiss my cheeks with dimples And I'm human Lose yourself There is no self to be lost And there is no cost to free expression But the loss of reputation In an age of information Your brand might be your salvation Or your end Bring it down low If you've got the knees do it slow Then you rock it steady Grip your thighs Wind your waist then do it twice Focus on your other's eyes They could be your anchor Or demise tonight I'm so done with fighting for my value I've been treated so much less than fellow Called a friend then left to fallow Fuck you all stay focused on my fatty bouncing Over to my own drum sounding Louder than your ounce of grounding Lose yourself There is no self to be lost And there is no cost to free expression But the loss of reputation In an age of information Your brand might be your salvation Or your end So let it end And then you begin again If you let go of your image Some will fade out to a dimming But you'll be left fuller, brimming With the people who are Committing where it counts Count like 5-6-7-8 Or don't fuck all that math Feel it in your feet your gut It knows you've got a path There is a way out And it's called now Safe in the moment Here's your breath and Here are your arms You've gotta let them hold you Mmmm