this is the outro, i hope you like it
Singer:atlas
i was gonna detail all the problems i've been writin' about
but i decided that i'm quite the devout
purveyor of honesty i'll never quietly shout
when there's truth to be held to
i could make myself a path through oaks and elms too
if i use this strength as a blade or a chainsaw
at the end of the day i'd still be broker than adolf
and i don't know the pay off
i'll calculate the profit
out the fakest profits as undoubtedly composite
all these people are pigeons
i'm an evil intent dismissing cathedral of wisdom
on a nice streak recently
and a side street's equally
findin' splinters in the center of my skull
'cause my brain is not itself anymore
i guess that's why i'm ignoring my problems
my brain is not itself anymore
and if they aren't there then i guess i can't solve them
my brain is not itself anymore
it's not a cry for help no no
my brain is not itself anymore