Don’t shoot, don’t shoot the messengers
Don’t shoot, don’t... they got them lessons for us
Don’t shoot, don’t shoot the messengers
Keep asking questions and you find they only blessing us

Apocalypse messenger, yes you could get to just guessing what’s setting up
I consulted the literature and it’s a real hectic divinical ending up
But there’s been enough, stop that pretending that’s trending you dressing up
If you ain’t reading, ain’t breathing, ain’t seeing these signs in your mind, then you really don’t give a fuck
The sky is falling down... you should listen up
The pieces of the puzzle are at your feet, go ahead and pick ‘em up,
The system, what? It’s designed for you to eat shit and suck, silly goose don’t forget to duck,
Theyre chasing you around like a chicken, cluck!
Bout to trip you up, slit your gut, clip your nuts, pop your head, then watch you twitch and run
I know it’s sick as fuck
but there’s a better way, and it’s a gun, inside your mind, this ain’t no lie, the signs are in the sun
and in the moon, and in the one inside of you, find the tune...click it up
Vibrate with the rhythm of
The ones that came before, that haven’t given up
They’re sending us codes to the riddles bruh
Put your ear to the earth worship a slug
Frog, bird, worm, germ, stick or bug
See the picture brush, it paints mystic sludge, and that’s gifts to us, and gifts to us
And if you really want a taste or glimpse of love, then there’s instant buzz in that crimson blood 

What about these dreams, what about these fiends, what about these times
what if all these days gone by, with the message in our eyes, and we somehow missed the signs
Where’s the safe space for us to placate these preconceived playmates
All we do is take - take - take, yet proceed to eat cake - cake
Gotta have what we can’t - can’t, that’s aspartame it’s all fake - fake
Ain’t even heaven and we stepping over brethren, just to crash at that gate - gate
Them Bathroom lines was like 8 days, and that’s half the time that I stayed sane
Waking up with them shake shakes, then I'm sitting here and I place blame
That’s just surface I’m scratching, we on convergence with crashing
It’s past my curfew still smashing, get past and work a lil’ magic
Ain’t asking, ain’t begging, am searching, feel presence
Whatever gives, whatever IS will resonate and that’s precious
Contact the gods…convene upon they lap and I ask ‘em lots
Get they mind bigger than it was a mastodon, then they go blasting offing blast off fast like they was astronauts
Why’d they leave us here when it’s after dark, with no passion spark, ‘till it was back to frost
Then we came out of the mud and invented all the money, and they telling me we understood attachment wrong
The earth is a being, and there’s spirits all around you
Cursed is the season where the fear has always bound you
Search for the meaning, then the clearance will have found you
First is the freeing, now we speeding to that round 2
Found you lost in a hole, now your whole
And the fork in the road that you chose led you home
Get your gold, let it go, get your gold, never don’t
Put your lights on high for the soul, let it glow