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What Exists?
- So I sit here and think
- Of all the possibilities
- I may need to take a leave
- Like motherhood maternity, I mean,
- What happens when I take that leap should I really,
- Hold onto that belief and have faith
- When there is so much at stake
- Is my death fate? Or just a coincidence
- While I sit and wait, I think "What is this shit?"
- Cause I just may, go ahead and jump this bitch
- Just to find out what happens, when we die
- Is everything alright? Is it a paradise?
- I feel like I'm rolling a pair of dice
- LIke which way will I land on?
- I used to believe in God in the all mighty
- Force of all, things good but lately
- I've been thinking "Nah"
- But maybe it is true, and I should become a believer too
- Hook:
- So as I sit here looking at the stars
- I start to fall apart
- I stop thinking with my brain
- And start thinking with my heart
- I question the things I have really seen
- Like, Am I just dreaming?
- I just feel crazy and insane
- What the fuck does all this mean
- Intermition:
- "Like are we just in a simulation? Is any of this real?
- is there, Jesus? Is there Satan?
- What the fuck happens when we die?" This is what I'm saying
- But it's just too soon, we don't know if this exists
- Until we exit, this plane of existence
- And I will keep being persistent
- With my ideas of religious, beliefs
- Like Christians, or Mormons
- This ain't a petition, I'm storming
- But since then, I've grown boredom
- Of this violence shit, that's grilling and forming
- Like a Forman (aye)
- I don't know if I will be boarding (this train)
- But I feel like exploring (today)
- I might start soaring (I may)
- But what's important, is our decay
- Because I don't think we realize
- And open our eyes, to all the things that could happen
- Just listen to what I'm rapping, we could be stuck in space for an eternity
- I don't know certainly, but couragly I start the think
- And lose all of my logic, and I can't stop
- I keep on rocking, this boat of thoughts and
- They are stalking and stocking while flocking
- Up so much I can't even begin to explain why
- Hook:
- I sit here looking at the stars
- I start to fall apart
- I stop thinking with my brain
- And start thinking with my heart
- I question the things I have really seen
- Like, Am I just dreaming?
- I just feel crazy and insane
- What the fuck does all this mean
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