[Verse 1: Wrekonize] I wake up on a rock, that spins like hands on a battered clock Insomniac, who'd rather watch his tattered watch turn afterthoughts In-into a little back of props, that i'd gladly toss in shallow drops For a chance to stop another tragic loss; Basement words that turned astronaut Got a black box inside my head, if I show up dead break the padlock Give you every last thing I got, pack the box Fax some thoughts, plus the have-nots Tuned into the radio, what a cool and fucked up way to go Thinking somebody might even come and save me though I know the way this shit's sold, and it's cold
[Hook: Wrekonize] So, we go - round and round this freak show We know, there's more than one way we can go - seems cold But I believe the path is chosen, chosen, I'm hoping So, we go - round and round this freak show We know, there's more than one way we can go - seems cold But I believe the path is chosen, chosen, I'm hoping
[Verse 2: Bernz] Ina-Ina-In a carousel, everything around me repeats itself But, we don't need no help We don't need no assistance to lead the rave - JUMP! Will the beats prevail? And when it's all said and done will I cheat myself? Will I leave my cell? Or will I stay inside and pray to leave studs in my safety belt I can't tell - If it's true what \"they\" say? Is it written in the stars in God's paint? Is it mine for the take, or is it just fool's gold that I chase? Placed, my faith in the Ace. Down to the river and I still ain't phased My-my-my momma said everyday, don't fret What's yours they can't take away now