Everybody's trying to figure me out

Everybody's trying to figure me out

Oh, and that's alright

My top's down and I'm losing ground

Oh, and that's alright

I lost count of the ticking clocks, baby

And I can't feel my lungs

Oh my god, I feel like I might live inside of everyone's thoughts

I wish I could slow the tape down to the point where everything stops

Everybody's trying to figure me out now, and I don't know why

There are things I've done I can't deny, they might have saved my life

Everybody's got their own decisions, and I know that I've got mine

And I'll be fine

Yeah, I'll be fine

Yeah, I'll be fine

Smoked out, bought a pack of Lights

Oh, and I ain't done

I built a jacked up time machine to prove I was right

Oh, and clean it up

Renters' rights, squatters' rights, I'll be the gatekeeper for the rest of my life

I don't want your charity, spend a night in the cold if it keeps me free

Everybody's got a bed they're sleeping in, and I know that I've made mine

And that's alright

Yeah, that's alright

Yeah, that's alright

And that's alright

You think you're gonna die, but you're not gonna die

You think you're gonna die, but you're not gonna die

You think you're gonna die, but you're not gonna die

You think you're gonna die, but you're not gonna die

You think you're gonna die, but you're not gonna die

You think you're gonna die, but you're not gonna die

You think you're gonna die, but you're not gonna die

You think you're gonna die, but you're not gonna die

(Hold on) Everybody's trying to figure me out, you think you're gonna die

(It ain't over) Everybody's trying to figure me out, you think you're gonna die

(Hold on) Everybody thinks they've figured me out

(It ain't over) And that's alright, yeah, that's alright