[Intro: Amber Coffman]

Look at me

I just can't believe

I just wanna be

Look at me

Look at me

I just can't believe

What they done to me

We could never get free

I just wanna be

I just can't believe

[Verse 1: Chxnge]

(Uh)

(Yeah)

(Listen)

Change, it wasn't caused by

Age, that was the enzyme

Meaning that that sped it up but

Death ain't caused by

Speeding in a truck, speed doesn't kill

Shrieks are heard when you can't control the wheel

With pills in my right hand, and my phone in my left

Haven't had much sleep, ever since she has left

And I wish her the best, though I swear she'll be back though

I mean I want her on my chest

But not if she been hit with the backstroke

As a youngin I loved that

Need for speed I grew on three

Three, two, one, cause it was like a zoo at least towards me

By nine I was teaching, by ten barely breathing

By twelve I was saving lives, searching Twitter for who needs it

Yeah, I know we learn with time

But I feel I done more

The boy I was before

I can't even restore

We don't really speak more

Lost you on the sea shore

Why did I go deep though?

Did I really need to?

[Bridge: Chxnge]

Like a d-boy that's red handed

And I've destroyed what's demanded

Like a d-boy that's red handed

With all the losses I had endured

This was bound to happen

(There's no ties between me and you, she said) x2

I was the one who made my sanctuary

(Ran like on coal) x2

(We're not done yet) x2

God Complex

(Yeah) x2

[Verse 2: Chxnge]

(Uh)

Never drove intoxicated

So how was all of this created?

Yes I had my eyes dilated

But that just accelerated my fall

I mean I feared death

That's sort of in the past tense

I was only three then

Grew up as a pacifist

Couldn't pack a fist, now I wrap my wrist

But back then I really feared a hit

Ma made sure to fill my head

Telling me the worst conclusions

Paranoia from my dad's a plus

Guy couldn't even take a bus

Guess I have his past in me

But I have more than that in my genes

Time machines, immortality

Thirsted for these, in my dreams

They call me, but death doesn't

I feel like I'm on the summit

The thoughts I'm having they're too complex

I never asked for the god complex

Concepts that I have to compress

Word for word would leave me nauseous

Cautious when I write, that's safe sex

Making thoughts is a lot like mating

So I go for hours waiting

For the next line, this my creation

Made with perfection

Right angles and all that

I never meant to be complex

But I'm a God Complex