[Verse 1] I almost textd a girl this one time Then I went and wondered if shed think XD was wack And if shed even know what it meant And if Haha looked dismissive or like a decent laugh To tell the truth, I dont know if its the latter or the former I just didnt wanna ignore her But I couldnt decide what to say back So I chose an anxiety attack in a corner Paralyzed by thought, and therein lies the fault Not afraid of risk, but terrified to walk Except in front of a mic, cause terror dies, and I Go so animal, I hear Eliza talk Wild, I know, bittersweet, rap Thornberry Say Im out of my mind, I say Im out of the ordinary You say Im overthinking? Trick, I might be But I think Im on to something, so get like me [Hook] I dont wanna leave my bed because pretty much everything [Makes me wonder] And I dont wanna leave my house because pretty much everything [Makes me wonder] But I dont wanna leave my head, even though every single second it [Makes me wonder] Its the reason that you see me now, so I love when it [Makes me wonder... makes me wonder] [Verse 2] I almost dropped a song this one time Then I started thinkin bout markets and targets Audiences and demographics And the overabundance of socalled artists What separates a classic from garbage? How can I be timely and timeless? How can I make the life of a dark kid somehow look appealing to these white chicks? Im in a position to either be listened to Or written to a page in the book of the trite Could be polite and above average... Or bring innovation with brashness, Im asking What is accessibility really, when perception and opinion make any notion of such seem silly? To define my art truly Im either a drop in the ocean or a shark in a Jacuzzi [Hook] [Verse 3] Gotta get a grip, slow it down, sort it out Put it back together, or better, just throw it out But Ive never been good at letting go I still want my 2nd grade crushes X and Os, you never know Is what I like to tell myself, but shes married now My heart got my head wiggin like Harrys owl Its like hes perched in my dome, tryina stare me down Now I feel like a bird brain very foul Every owl isnt wise, Ive found This one lay eggs, that hatch and cause brows to furrow Which cause wrinkles to form, from being overly thorough in every thought Its not smart, its horrible Birth of an idea, that grows out of control Go too deep, and you get thrown out of your soul You find yourself on the outside, looking in Only to doubletake that now, look again [Hook] [AdLibs] You know, its like... its like one of my favorite artists said The problem with overthinking is... you create solutions for the good and for the bad
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