Took a look outside and it was upside down

My heads spinning like a merry go round

The angels saying something very profound

I couldn’t make out what it was beyond the stereo sound

‘Cause I bum around and hid my talents in the burial ground

You know I love her but I hate it when she’s calling me out

Donald Glover kinda child, let me figure it out

I spending midsummer nights in the winter now

I’ve been on a day trip

I’ve been adding music to my playlist

I’m trying to find a vibe to make me feel like

I can feel the sunrise when the rays hit

I’m trying to make it make sense

I’m running out of time, gotta face it

I’m trying to find a vibe that makes me feel

Weightless, weightless

I’ve been thinking maybe the devil gets the last line

I’ve been thinking maybe the music’s just a past-time

Maybe the voice inside my head is just a gaslight

Maybe death is like the last wine

I need a spirit moving through me like a syncopated ragtime

Don’t make it overcomplicated, take it halftime

I’ve been overcompensating for the lag time

Maybe she can save me from my past life

‘Cause I bum around and hid my talents in the burial ground, man

You know I love her but she’s calling me out

Donald Glover kinda child, let me figure it out

I need to figure this out

I’ve been on a day trip

I’ve been adding music to my playlist

I’m trying to find a vibe to make me feel like

I can feel the sunrise when the rays hit

I’m trying to make it make sense.

I’m running out of time, gotta face it.

I’m trying to find a vibe that makes me feel

Weightless, weightless