[Bodey]

i've been chillin in crowds with pills in my mouth
to kick into my brain til i aint feelin an ouch
experienced on the low, i'm deterioratin slow
an inferior strength, i know. much eerier in the soul
a revolving door that shakes with each slip-up of a high
i'm probably awake but i've never felt alive
try and do what i'm told but i trip over my feet
dumb as a bowl filled with poison that i cant wait to eat
why is 3am my prime, creatively dispensed from my thumbs
i like being up at night,
it's like getting that clarity you never thought would come
it's like knowing a secret that no one else holds
i like being up at night though,
i'd stare at the ceiling back when i was 8-years old
listening to the sounds of the house
how the AC vents would breathe in and out
and if i listened extra hard enough,
i could hear the clock's tick-tock over Dad's snoring downstairs on the couch