soft-shell crab

If I could show you how my brain works

I'd take you in for a ride

Expect to split your eyes up

A million times

So you see everything, everything

All at once

And don't forget your ears

They pick up on every sound

It's like a map to New York

You're walking all the roads

At the same time, at the same time

It's like a tree but every branch carries its own heart

At the same time, at the same time

And I'm not saying I'm not grateful but

It's a little much, sometimes

He calls me softshell crab

In a modern world

It's like a map to New York

You're walking all the roads

At the same time, at the same time

It's like a tree but every branch carries its own heart

At the same time, at the same time