I can't feel my feet Must mean I'm fallin' down Or up, offbeat Casted head over heels Into the starvin' lion's mouth Wonderin' when all the prophecies You told me, will come around
So leave my body Or take my soul Yeah, yeah, just be somebody Or let me go
What's it gonna be? (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna find a surface to stand on What's it gonna be? (Yeah, yeah) I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land What's it gonna…
I think my gut's asleep Rewind your memory for me To catch relief You're always sellin' The same old crooked teeth in front of me But I am borne of the dead sea, baby You can't bury me
So leave my body Or take my soul Yeah, yeah, just be somebody Or let me go
What's it gonna be? (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna find a surface to stand on What's it gonna be? (Yeah, yeah) I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna be? What's it gonna be? What's it gonna…
Call it bittersweet The way you're fakin' defeat Don't fall on me It wasn't bad when it burned but that got tirin' for me But I was born in a fire So all this smoke inspires me
So leave my body Or take my soul Yeah, yeah, just be somebody Or let me go
What's it gonna be? (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna find a surface to stand on What's it gonna be? (Yeah, yeah) I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land What's it gonna be? (Yeah, yeah) I'm tryna find a surface to stand on What's it gonna be? (Yeah, yeah) I'm wonderin' where the bodies will land
What's it gonna be? (What's it gonna be?)
Compositores: Andy Hull, Paris Michael K Jackson (Paris Jackson) ECAD: Obra #36911619