Existence

You come into the threshold

Of another starless night of fear

You're running from the demons

That would drag you down again

Illusions of the world are spinning

Out of time and frame and synchronicity

You're so sad, you're such a sad-eyed girl

You're so sad, in your sub-plot

What is this, what is this

This mess of my existence is

All these politics of

Life and death and relevance

It's my existence

Another morning it comes running

Up your bedpost with the wind

You face yourself just like you always do

Time and time again, the mortal coil of image

Inner peace and satisfaction

And so you keep it on the down-low

Hiding all the secrets that are down below

And so you keep it on the down-low

Tell me baby was it worth it all

Oh just take it all

Make it work and make some sense

Just take it all, You're my existence

You're my existence

Wassup Girl, It's my turn,

You cry and your eyes burn

What's your life's turn, beautiful girl

Who all the guys yearn

What's more to your story

You still learn

Despite why your eyes burn

Soul-Searchin'

I seek and find the ole merchant

The high beacon

Your eyes talk

When you ain't speakin'

And at school

You cry out

Why does water deep dry out?

Your getting gyped

Flat out