

Two million words
Used to love the broadcast
Now the stone is carved out
Same brain, new route
You say you miss the old me
But the pain is still true
I just found a clearer lens Now you're mad you see right
through
Yeah, you take the seventeen syllables Read 'em in the dark But
you're hoarding the fire While you're standing in the spark
You love the picture But you question the frame
You call it brilliant 'Til I tell you the name 'Til I
tell you the name
If the heartbreak is real If the feeling is mine Tell me
why
it's a crime
To let a ghost help me find the rhyme
(find the rhyme)
Non-dual
Yeah, that was the joke,
right? No borders, everything is light But now you draw a line
in the sand Taking the gift but you're dropping the hand Caught
you twice on the timeline Loved it 'til I showed you the
wire Now you're preaching to the choir
You love the picture
But you question the frame But you question the frame
You call it brilliant 'Til I tell you the name 'Til I
tell you the name
If the heartbreak is real If the feeling is mine Tell me
why it's a crime
To let a ghost help me find the rhyme
Yeah, it's still me
It's still my mind
Love the output, hate the machine