Made 150 thousand front a laundromat

Wonder how I'm gon' launder that

Prolly not gon' happen like the day that Vietnam attacks

Or the day that my dad return back his body bag

We're born to die let's all relax, what really matters?

Is it lips that spilling chatter, and a fucking person's autograph? If God is real Muhammad laughed

You gotta laugh, you gotta laugh, I gotta laugh cus

In my mind you'll find distortion, it thinks weed's a vital organ

Hiding by my five endorphins is a guy who drives a corvette

Thinks it's always time to floor it, from the depths of hell to extra cells

In Alcatraz and south of that ten thousand miles from Portland

That means my thoughts got mileage

They'll go anywhere to unpause a silence, even Guatemalan islands

I see this clearly like I've lost my eyelids

Yet the only thing I've lost is silence, I'd surely pay the cost to find it

It's sitting on the top shelf

But I can't reach it

I wonder if it's not real

I think my mind's playing tricks on

It's sitting on the top shelf

But I can't reach it

I wonder if it's not real

I think my mind's playing tricks on me again

Deal wit' it

Reality has nothing real in it, why is there a real in it?

Tried to hit a god for answers but the message still pending

Sposed' to be a god not a ghost

Got a Radiohead, I'm a Creep, I don't belong

I tend to tune out when my tune ends

Cus' all I hear is static til I sing along

Ain't no point in wasting my time here, but I might

Ain't no point in wasting my time here, but I might

God I just want silence, I just want freedom

I just want balance, I just wan' be numb

I just wanna be high like the first time

Cus' all I hear is static til I sing along

God I just want silence, I just want freedom

I just want balance, I just wan' be numb

I just wanna be high like the first time

Cus' all I hear is static til I sing along