rifle - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

Even in fall

You'll live out your sunny days

So when you're all alone

I hope you can find the missing space

The missing space

And even in a dream

Even in a dream you found the words

I write this knowing you won't see it

We're both missing puzzle pieces

And I can't really explain right now what it is I'm even grieving

And everything's been feeling drastic

And I'm not used to the feeling

I'm used to nothing at all, all, all!

At all!

There's no point in knowing what there is to know of, what they all talk of

If you lose while trying, weaponizing dying's easier for most

If I was a rifle maybe then you'd hide me underneath your bed

When they chop my head off for the sin of being, they'll come for you next

You dumb fuck!