Planning this then?

This theory of chaos

Undercover in a

World of unknown Drifting a way off

Washed up a shore

From portals to war

Electronica symphonies

Serve as the baseline for more

There might ambience

But there’s a baseline of war

Darkness and undertones

Under the tops in their talk

I can see clearly

Storm is coming

Is there time to

Get everyone told

Remember you dreams

You’ve done this’s before

Escaping the flood on (halo) combat evolved

You can be incredible

Instead you regressing them

Showing em war and getting em sold

The people are precious

You are regressing em

We must be stunted

To not think our own

Second verse

I’m cold, Frozone

I’ve been keeping you all on your toes

Mr in credible after incredible costumes

By Edna they call me the mode

6 degrees, 10 feet down

Like a grave I’m digging a hole

Honey fetch me

If I was a gambling man

Could say rip to my savings

If I wasn’t good at this

Back to the basics

Producing the beats

I’m obsessively crazy

I’ve been Animating the

World From scratch

Literally broken the rules

The Odds against me

For travelling the world & back

Never aligned with

The guys at the top

Compass has gone

I got half a map

Where did you go?

I was Simply alone

Despite all the socials

What did you do?

From the start I was

Exploring the world but

I started walking in circles

When it’s one rule for us

And one rule for them

It’s time for a world with a bit more virtue

They crave your respect

But that ain’t what they get

When you lie to the man

You got a plan,you demand

That-you be in by curfews

Must admit

I feel a bit lonely

Made big mistakes

But what can say

Heads in abyss

Past is the past

If that’s the case

It’d be the good days

What would they think

If they saw me?

Well since the feeling of

Floating away

Not going back as a new man

Bring me my spirit

For afters

I’m going insane

(Hook)

I tried to escape

I try to be fly now

I tried to escape drifting

Through the sky now

Cold. .

It’s cold. . . (Oo oh oh)

I tried to escape

I try to be fly now

I tried to escape drifting

Through the sky now

Cold. .

It’s cold. . . (Oo oh oh)