C-C-Crowbar, Kevlar on the drywall
That's asbestos, Ritalin, and Adderall
I'll say, no way I'm quittin' now
But then it's flight 180 when I'm coming down
But I can't kick it like an addict, like a landmine
So I'm just running like a rabbit from a forest fire
From a junkyard full of false starts
Hit the pavement, turn this shit to Fight Harm
I took what's left
A brand upon my brain
Now I'm caught in the fold
Dragging the coals, like a blanket over me
Pounds on the vest, packed to the seams
Like a burn pile, way I lit up the trees
Heard a rustle in the hay, hiding in your old barn
Had to get out the rain, so I'm staying in the bell jar
I heard, I heard
It's the self I'm bound
Isle of the lost, but I'm 'bouta run ground
Move on, move on
Cut the mooring line
'Til the sails get stitched in the morning light
Got me on one
Pulling out a prophecy, Apollo
I'm 'bouta spark another passage out the Bible
I be the witch of the wood the way I'm in my hovel
Fuck a disciple, I'm just looking for a follow
I be the witch of the wood
Way I'm in my hov-, way I'm in my hovel
Yeah
Crowbar, Kevlar on the drywall
That's asbestos, Ritalin, and Adderall
I'll say, no way I'm quittin' now
But then it's flight 180 when I'm coming down
But I can't kick it like an addict, like a landmine
So I'm just running like a rabbit from a forest fire
From a junkyard full of false starts
Hit the pavement, turn this shit to Fight Harm
Turn this shit to Fight Harm