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I say one, I say two, I say what? I say one, I say two, I say what? I say one, I say two, I say what? I say what? I have an angel and a devil on my shoulders But both of 'em have showed us that all they really want is exposure I haven't any reason to expect That either one would be familiar with the feeling of regret I have respect for constructive criticism But it's difficult to trust your opinion without some juxtaposition That's why I haven't got a fuck to offer But if you wanted some sarcastic responses, I've got ya I have ambitions and potential But never considered my reflection to be so special I haven't figured out what successful means But I'll do anything to be so fresh and so clean, clean I have to bring a shovel and a submarine To navigate what's underneath the trouble and the suffering I haven't made peace with the trauma and grief But I'ma get right on it later on this week You know I have a limitation to my patience Ain't tryna waste it on some sideways communications I haven't had the time to stop for breaks Ever since lockdown, I've been tryin' to rob this bank Letras de cancionesI have absolute gratitude for who marked This loose gravel path made of failures and bruised hearts I haven't used the truth as a sword Since the last snake, I had to separate from the fork You know I have to take a taste of every donut I make Pretendin' that I reinvented the shape But I haven't had the bandwidth to analyze the adjectives I didn't come to poke holes in your magic tricks I have jokes just to pacify the pressure That's how I'm still smilin' even though my chest hurts I haven't stopped tryin' to entertain and impress her Forever, I'ma probably identify as the jester In the days of Y's and X's, I was wreckless Drank my dinner and ate pie for breakfast From Letras Mania