Yearning - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Slug]

When I was younger I'd be walking through the rain

Probably going to a party where nobody knew my name

I paid to get inside to feel awkward and strange

Hanging from the wall like a piece of art without a frame

Now the music was loud enough to hear from outside of the house

Like the sound was crawling out of the ground

Then it was joined by the noise of the crowd

A mosaic of voices that escaped from the universe's beautiful mouth

I knew that this was how I wanted to feel forever

Whenever I could be wherever people come together

Mixin' up the purpose with the nerves and pressure

Reminiscing on a better day I don't even remember

Fallin' down tryin' to chase validation

Exaggerated bow from the clown on the stage

And I'm yearnin' for connection please turn your attention

This an invitation to my intervention

I yearn I need something but I don't know what it is

I've lived a little life of if only now it's time to give in

I yearn I need something but I can't tell what it is

Blown out or thoughts on the fault line all day

I'd rather be the breeze than an earthquake

I wanna believe I'd still do this

Even if no one approved I hope I never have to prove it

Make no mistakes I'm cool with losing myself

In somebody else's music the moment I feel the movement

I function with no interruption while I shelter

Underneath a song structure on the corner of the culture

Made a promise to myself that when I'm on my last breath

I'll remember it was you gave me life after death

I wanna dedicate this to who's listenin

Just to let you know how much it's rooted in addiction

Ever since my first hit I felt that passion

And I've been all across the map tryin' to pet that dragon

I'm yearnin for external support and reinforcement

Put your hands together to determine my importance

There's no armor that can offer you protection from rejection

No exceptions, I need to feel acceptance

I yearn I need something but I don't know what it is

I've lived a little life of if only now it's time to give in

I yearn I need something but I can't tell what it is

Blown out or thoughts on the fault line all day

I'd rather be the breeze than an earthquake