I don't know why I haven't died so many times
Dreaming aloud and you're so proud to let it out
Nobody needs a body
Nobody needs a body
i'm jack doe looking' out my backdoor
cherry eyed in potholes tryna outstare a star
born as a god of war my cannons named what for
if it wasn't july fourth would you stare at the sky?
i got a rat pack suit for my pack rat moods
so every june blue moon i can cut up a rug
and the crystal heel fits as you stumble toward a prince
then a meteor hits do you still get the world huh?
but this is different soul search the pacific
just to find the serpent sewing shirts that say deliverance
then it's delivered signed sealed considered
nobody misses unless it comes with pictures and
nobody listens unless it donned a vision
and then spawned religions so we all could fit in
hell, i must admit it feels great to quit again
great to fill up a void and makes sense of it
Nobody needs a body
Nobody needs a body
No one needs an other
No one needs an other
I don't know which way to go
I don't know which way to go
way to go
way to go
I don't know why
I don't know why
I don't know why I haven't died so many times