Outta Tune ft. Cole Ches & Alex Pickel Lyrics

Don't get me wrong I find joy in what I make

But every time I finish I could find somethin to hate

I don't mean to complain but what's up with my brain

Feeling free within the verses then resurface

And start searching for a reason why

Shouldn't even complete it

Abandon that man it's crap why's my default defeated

Yo I need a change of pace rearrange my decor

How to check my pessimism when I step in the door

Chose a less traveled path so I guess I been warned

And they say the time is now but my head is a storm

I'm just tryna ride it out find a rhyme and write it down

High and dried and I'm so tired

Sick of lying to myself it's a pattern now

Feelin like I need a padded cell

Way I'm living isn't practical

All the weight up on my shoulders I can feel it steady piling

It's gotta be the ego need a dose of psilocybin

Watch it melt away like the sun on the horizon

Whispers from the muses how to tune in when they dialing uh

Where have I been

Late when I'm arriving

Making something timeless

Guess that's the assignment

Need this dialogue to die cuz my mind is never silent

Peace I'm tryna find it yea

It's like tryna find warmth in a blanket of snow

I'm surrounded by these shadows in the place I call home

I let it go

Lost in Poetry, I walk both feet through broken dreams

Hold my head high so I can breath again

Is this all I'm supposed to be

Does it matter? Does it matter

Separate myself from situations I've dealt with

Picking apart the pieces

Puzzles I've never finished

Fuck it that final piece always seems to go missing

And the feelings that I'm selfish never seem to diminish

Maybe missing your moments the moment

That you make a move put your mission in motion

Like a million movie scripts it finally starts the

Motor to make the mark that you supposed to

Find your place among the stars marveling at super novas uh

I seek the summit and keep on moving closer uh

I bleed a bucket and breathe like I ain't notice none

I see em coming them demons always show me love

Their skin is freezing feel it through the thickest gloves

Marley on rotation tell me baby is it love

Or is it just a feeling faded like we taking drugs

Every night we drinking thinking that we staying young

Blurry vision the earth keeps spinning no waiting up

Zoomin out it's all minuscule

Funny how far one can ride with little fuel yea

At times I can feel em speak through me

Like I been approved

Hear the voices in the wind I listen to em

Resonating with the rhythm that nature's been delivering

Sunlight on my skin that's my favorite addiction

Pay attention to your patterns all your phases and frictions

Another day another dollar it could

Change in an instant

Lost in Poetry, I walk both feet through broken dreams

Hold my head high so I can breath again

Is this all I'm supposed to be

Does it matter? Does it matter