Blue light refraction
Eyes turn red guess I failed to mention
Waited on text, laying on the Casper
Just a friendly reminder
Never feared no ghost
Hermetic thoughts, still fuck Messenger
Jailed by my keyboard
Never finished a sentence
Guess that's why they call it a cellphone
Sweet solo, fly from Alcatraz to Atlantis
Follow me, no chemtrails
Doesn't matter where
You're sleeping anyway
My family tree stems from a Pine Cone
A chakra's a halo
Lucky number 7 on an angel
Our game's a dark cloud
Or a Final Fantasy
You didn't live up to the hype