Everybody's tryna figure me out

And that's all alright

My top's down and I'm losing ground

Ooh, 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 tryna 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 (Ah-ah)

Everybody's got their own decisions

And I know that I've got mine

And I'll be fine (Fine)

Yeah, I'll be fine (Fine)

Yeah, I'll be fine

Smoked out, bought a pack of lights

Ooh, and I ain't done

I built a jacked-up time machine

To prove I was right

Ooh, 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 (Right)

Yeah, that's alright (Right)

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're not gonna die)

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

(You're not gonna die)

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

(You're not gonna die)

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

(You're not gonna die)

Everybody's tryna figure me out (Hold on)

You think you're gonna die

Everybody's tryna figure me out (It ain't over)

You think you're gonna die

Everybody's think they figured me out (Hold on)

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

(You think you're gonna die)

Yeah, that's alright