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I know I'm probably tripping but I I feel like I’m driven by the Sacrifice just to suffer from the hunger for composure And structure environment that's under some control I know it's a dilemma That’s why I opened the umbrella And even though the weather looking Armageddon-y I'm still out here trying to grow some celery You could be on the other side of the galaxy That's my reality, it balances me The gravity keeps me tethered to thе planet everlastingly That's how I stay distractеd from your pageantry You're trying to keep the battleship immaculate Everything changes except the magic tricks Born and raised in a restless Minneapolis So y'all should give me cash and gifts From Letras Mania