[Intro]

Now, that's what I call dark magic

Uh-huh, uh-huh, one, two

Live from the underworld

[Verse 1]

I like to act like I'm alright to you

While wrapping and packaging, 'cause I

Don't want to let them know about what has happened and so I

Put on a play and I pretend I'm okay

It's nothing new, I just figure I was born this way

It's funny

I think I've gotten every wish that I asked for

A million fans, record deals, multiple world tours, but

I always feel that every time that I reach goals

I'm never feeling different

It's the same incomplete hole

Inside of me

It's too much irony

'Cause see I try to feel alive but always feel the reaper eyeing me

So fuck it

This industry has taken every part of me

My self-worth, happiness, and any sense of harmony

[Pre-Chorus]

I wanna wake up in the eighth grade

Momma downstairs, yelling up that I'ma be late

Just to realize that all of this was a bad dream

So I can set my life on a different path and be happy

[Chorus]

I've been on my grind like I'm Tunechi

Motherfuckers back home say they knew me

Did you ever really care about me?

Did you ever really care about me?

Bought a crib up north like I'm 6 God

Got a cult fanbase, fuck a TikTok

See, they never really cared about me

Yea, they never really cared abou–

[Verse 2]

Yeah

Ever since I turned twenty-one, the color faded

No matter what the fuck I do, I end up feeling jaded

And any sign of joy I feel only gets sedated

And any sign of hope is cut off and eliminated

Tell me why I feel the need to whine on instrumentals

I'm never feeling different, not even incremental

And all these fans look at me like I'm a therapist

I'm barely standing, tryna find my balance on a precipice

Yikes

But I still body every single genre

And I could tour with any band that I wanna

So tell me how to find the light in the darkness

I'll show you how to make yourself the biggest target

[Pre-Chorus]

I wanna wake up in the eighth grade

Momma downstairs, yelling up that I'ma be late

Just to realize that all of this was a bad dream

So I can set my life on a different path and be happy

I wanna wake up in the eighth grade

Momma downstairs, yelling up that I'ma be late

Just to realize that all of this was a bad dream

So I can set my life on a different path and be happy

[Chorus]

I've been on my grind like I'm Tunechi

Motherfuckers back home say they know me

Did you ever really care about me?

Did you ever really care about me?

Bought a crib up north like I'm 6 God

Got a cult fanbase, fuck a TikTok

See, they never really cared about me

Yea, they never really cared abou–

[Outro]

The cult of the reaper saved me