Listen - Intellectual

(verse one)

Hey

Let me try to tell you this

I don't know, what you think all of my talking is

When throwing fits, but its enough of it

And it’s throwing mits, at handshakes

Just like a fashion show, for a bunch of fakes

And i don't know what i don't know but mistake this for someone else

Yeah its bad takes

Everything I’ve done in bad taste

Everything I've won from bad stakes, and

Everything i may say is just may-day in a safe place so you stay phased at a soft pace

Don't know what you ever saw in me or anybody, we’re all really sorry and I

Don't know, what you’re considered with or what is making your wheels go churning

My heart sits it’s burning, and urn-ing up money to spend it on fire or blow it up

Or i spend it on you, someone who doesn't know that they're confused

So i hope your god rains on you, i go fade on you

But you know my heart grows through

Anything that you put me through

Enjoy the few we may ensue

(chorus)

We know not

Of the, things we’ve brought

I know, you know not

To dis, turb my rot

Please speak

(listen)

(verse two)

You never felt the same way underwater

You never felt like i could ever love you

Any more than that, and then at all I let you down

I think i let you down

Feels like i left you

Not for what you stood for but the shouting that surrounds you

Any more of this I’d have to excuse us for crazy

It felt like it’d last forever now I’m shrouded under placements thinking

Any timeline but my own is the one worth to live in

I don’t know anybody else who shares similar feelings ah

Shoot your shot at everything, we know you failed at aiming

Ever since the park-slope grading algorithm faded your brain

I don't want to be the one to tell you that i fell in love again for nothing

And i know that I'm for no reason, ‘spite explaining my shame never made it, still hoping

(bridge)

(chorus)

We know not

Of the, things we’ve brought

I know, you know not

To dis, turb my rot

Please speak

(listen)

(hook)

I don’t know, what it’s gonna take alright

But i’m gonna make it all, alright (make it alright)

I'm gonna make it alright

I’m gonna make it all alright

Just listen here

Innocent survivalistic

Lonely hoarding masochist

I've been the same since second grade

Got dirt coins in my wallet

Innocent intolerance

The distaste is inaccurate

With the games we play, the names I blame

The way we stay as children may but

I'm gonna chisel this

(end)

Make it alright

I’m gonna make it all alright

Just listen here

Make it alright

I’m gonna make it all alright

Just listen here