Liminal Spaces

I don't feel safe in these liminal spaces

Conduits

I don't wanna follow it

I'm dancing on the planes of the dimensional

I sense that I ain't sensible

It's dollars fuck them decimals

I clip it

Make it seven fold

If reality is fictional

Then your bitch on my bedroom floor

I shred it like a animal

Ain't talking hypothetical

Activated Ackermann

A ghost of Christmas past

Imma special summoned basilisk

With no one in my path

Watch my eyes roll back

As I laugh

As I ask

I need a potion

I'm tryna swallow my emotions

I don't feel safe in these liminal spaces

Little uptick in the dosage

Don't trip

I'm getting lit bitch I'm getting loaded

Is it money or the hash

Roll it back and get to blowing

All my problems up in smoke

I did away with muddy motives

I-L-Y H-O-E-S know it

Yeah you know it

Money where your nose is

Bending over poses

Bending over for posers

And you don't even know it

Yeah you don't even know it

Yeah you don't even know it

Yeah you don't even know it

Crossroads

Looking up down with my eyes closed

Side laying down like a crossbow

Needle in my arm but I can feel it in my nostrils

Now it's in my tonsils

Now I see apostles

Is this what I'm alive for

The who what when where and why

Work and die for

And I don't know why

I insist on living life on fast forward

Just take a shot

And let me rock

I'll milly rock into a passover

I don't feel safe in these liminal spaces

Yeah

I don't feel safe in these liminal spaces

Breathe in breath out

Yeah