We're taking everything, they say Jahlil Beats, holler at me Yeah, nigga, mic check, check Left right and then it's right left, yeah Front step it and I'm light step Guess clizzy and a hype pet Pet, crash dummy, niggas try test Guess, feet funny, nigga,

In a permanent state When I was a young boy I tried to listen All this noise, I'm waking up All this space I'm taking up Maybe you'll get what you wanted Maybe you'll stumble upon it Everything you ever wanted Maybe you'll know when you see it

And the shit seems to follow Sometimes I feel it chasing me All the hate that's breaking free I realize I'm taking everything This time I feel it taking me To a place I hate to be All along I sing to make believe I'm thinking of, Thanking all the fucked

Everything's wrong every time Pushing on I can't escape Everything that comes my way Is haunting me taking its sweet time Holding on I'm lost in a haze Fighting life to the end of my days And you're so cynical, Narcissistic Cannibal Got to bring myself

Everything has changed It's taking up our time again Go back, we can't go back at all Do you remember that? When we get home, I know we won't be home at all This place we live, it is not where we belong And I miss who we were and the town we could call

I'm on the highway to hell Highway to hell On the highway to hell Living easy, living free Season ticket on a one-way ride Asking nothing, leave me be Taking everything in my stride Don't need reason, don't need rhyme Ain't nothing I would rather do

Runaway, runaway, runaway, runaway I'm holding on desperately I'm holding on Married men act totally different When they by themselves, don't they? You see them with their wife "What's up Tony?" "Hey man, how's everything going brother?" "Just taking it

Run with death My heart's gone away Taking everything Take it now This forest is growing faster than I can tell Cell structure eats away at a massive swell Seems, however, I'm a victim of circumstance Hunt for ogres and dwarfs

Expectation is taking its toll Fluctuations are aching my soul We may never have been in love Everything you ever told me could have been a lie Stuck on thinking that there is always something to lose, or a hit from above Or a hit from above I don't need

Reintegrate me, you made me a killer Like you could trade me for everything I've lost And look how you made me make me Think about me taking my own life When I remember what went down In war, combat is so heavily prepared for Returning home is something