Lost - Intellectual

[Intro]

The ground is— (It's not stained)

Well, it looks stained (It's not stained)

What's with all the clothes on the ground? (I don't have the place)

Don't you have, like, a dr— don't you have drawers? (I literally don't know where that stuff goes)

There's no room anyway, like, that's stuffed

Jesus, how much clothes do you have? (Listen, don't—)

I'm lost, I'm launched and displaced

A disgrace shot out of orbit floating into outer space

I'm amazed, I guess it's me who won the race

I'm left with eighteen years of life, I still don't know my name

Noticе that I walk with inhibition feelin' upside down

It's blurry in my visions, are you happy?

You don't gotta lie and try to say that you'rе my safe and sound

You'd hurry up to find out, I'm unhappy

I just wanna be around

Why do I deserve to die? Doesn't everybody lie once in a while?

Why do I try to stay alive? Why am I unorganized?

I despise the lies that keeps me tied until I reach my time

Pain hurts, yeah, pain hurts

Pain hurts, though I try to be patient

And I know that I'm slow

I'll be open for a new interpretation, ah

I know I've been messin' around for too long

But I guess I'm too dumb to say that I'm wrong

I'm a little young to think that I'm strong

I belong to whom? I hope it's not long

(I hope it's not long) I'm fallin' down (I hope)

(I'm fallin' down) I'm fallin' down

(I'm fallin', fallin' to you)