I stand firm on some smile wit will be a while Say reduce me, seduce me Dress me up it's easy

A constant strum, ensures my insanity Ignorance ensures, struggle or calamity I'm hungry, ensnared by my appetite Constant hums, are news of a chill tonight

Confused by different memories Details of making memories Conversations of what's ready readily

My brain thinks wrong-like I only listen to the calm type My brain thinks long-like listening hard for a calm sight

And as I grow, I grow reflective Before the move, sit on the perspective

Distant cradle in the crevice weather from the precipice Until then, you have to live with yourself. Until when, you have to live with yourself.