Who Am I?
๐ต 1906 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:16 duration
๐ ID: 3010796
๐ Lyrics
Let's hang in a place they say "hard to explain"
Confident I am alive, I am lying
Searching, lurking, yearning to find them
Surely I'm blind, and I've lost my mind
(Uh-huh)
King of the psalms, reckon my drawl is abysmal
But you needn't involve
Negative thoughts, but some people wish to
Evening boss, top of the morning
I can't tell dusk from dawn
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
I am the king of the songs
King of the lost on this shipwreck
I can sing with the gods
Swing without pause nor misstep
Run my hands through the stream
Is this a dream, or a waking fucking nightmare?
At the tip of my wand, I could write songs
But why write, why bother?
Why be a writer?
Why be a son oh, my ghost, my father?
Why do I try?
Why do we try?
Why do I live?
Why do I why?
Who are you?
Who am I?
Okay, let's make a list
Make a list of what exists
Car exists, drugs exist, Juan exists, ball my fist
I am angry, but how come?
One did this but how done?
Why doth speaking with foul tounges?
Never should've taken these foul drugs
Nevermind, never this
This is Juan in a spaceship
After all, that's who I came with
Oh no the walls, they shapeshift
I guess I'll stay here and make lists
While the pillowcases makes faces
Give anything to escape this
This nameless, I hate this
(Oooohh, who am I?)
(Oooohh, who am I?)
Who am I?
(Oh wait, no I remember, no) Who am I?
(God damnit, God damnit)
(God damnit, God damnit)
(Oh yeah, that's right)
Yeah, I am the king of the songs
King of the lost on this shipwreck
I can sing with the gods
Swing without pause nor misstep
Run my hands through the stream
Is this a dream, or a waking fucking nightmare?
Cause' at the tip of my wand, I could write songs
But why write, why bother?
Why be a writer?
Why be a son oh, my ghost, my father?
Why do I try?
Why do we try?
Why do we live?
Why do I why?
Who are you?
Who am I?
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
Confident I am alive, I am lying
Searching, lurking, yearning to find them
Surely I'm blind, and I've lost my mind
(Uh-huh)
King of the psalms, reckon my drawl is abysmal
But you needn't involve
Negative thoughts, but some people wish to
Evening boss, top of the morning
I can't tell dusk from dawn
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
I am the king of the songs
King of the lost on this shipwreck
I can sing with the gods
Swing without pause nor misstep
Run my hands through the stream
Is this a dream, or a waking fucking nightmare?
At the tip of my wand, I could write songs
But why write, why bother?
Why be a writer?
Why be a son oh, my ghost, my father?
Why do I try?
Why do we try?
Why do I live?
Why do I why?
Who are you?
Who am I?
Okay, let's make a list
Make a list of what exists
Car exists, drugs exist, Juan exists, ball my fist
I am angry, but how come?
One did this but how done?
Why doth speaking with foul tounges?
Never should've taken these foul drugs
Nevermind, never this
This is Juan in a spaceship
After all, that's who I came with
Oh no the walls, they shapeshift
I guess I'll stay here and make lists
While the pillowcases makes faces
Give anything to escape this
This nameless, I hate this
(Oooohh, who am I?)
(Oooohh, who am I?)
Who am I?
(Oh wait, no I remember, no) Who am I?
(God damnit, God damnit)
(God damnit, God damnit)
(Oh yeah, that's right)
Yeah, I am the king of the songs
King of the lost on this shipwreck
I can sing with the gods
Swing without pause nor misstep
Run my hands through the stream
Is this a dream, or a waking fucking nightmare?
Cause' at the tip of my wand, I could write songs
But why write, why bother?
Why be a writer?
Why be a son oh, my ghost, my father?
Why do I try?
Why do we try?
Why do we live?
Why do I why?
Who are you?
Who am I?
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
Oooooh
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.62] Let's hang in a place they say "hard to explain"
[00:18.24] Confident I am alive, I am lying
[00:20.98] Searching, lurking, yearning to find them
[00:23.34] Surely I'm blind, and I've lost my mind
[00:28.28] (Uh-huh)
[00:29.04] King of the psalms, reckon my drawl is abysmal
[00:31.94] But you needn't involve
[00:33.69] Negative thoughts, but some people wish to
[00:36.19] Evening boss, top of the morning
[00:38.76] I can't tell dusk from dawn
[00:42.24] Who am I?
[00:45.51] Who am I?
[00:49.43] Who am I?
[00:52.76] Who am I?
[00:56.35] Who am I?
[01:03.55] Who am I?
[01:11.10] I am the king of the songs
[01:12.86] King of the lost on this shipwreck
[01:14.60] I can sing with the gods
[01:16.39] Swing without pause nor misstep
[01:18.06] Run my hands through the stream
[01:20.18] Is this a dream, or a waking fucking nightmare?
[01:25.17] At the tip of my wand, I could write songs
[01:28.22] But why write, why bother?
[01:29.42] Why be a writer?
[01:30.77] Why be a son oh, my ghost, my father?
[01:32.86] Why do I try?
[01:34.24] Why do we try?
[01:35.46] Why do I live?
[01:36.81] Why do I why?
[01:38.26] Who are you?
[01:39.08] Who am I?
[01:40.26] Okay, let's make a list
[01:41.65] Make a list of what exists
[01:43.53] Car exists, drugs exist, Juan exists, ball my fist
[01:47.24] I am angry, but how come?
[01:48.80] One did this but how done?
[01:50.68] Why doth speaking with foul tounges?
[01:52.34] Never should've taken these foul drugs
[01:54.19] Nevermind, never this
[01:55.93] This is Juan in a spaceship
[01:57.78] After all, that's who I came with
[01:59.21] Oh no the walls, they shapeshift
[02:01.46] I guess I'll stay here and make lists
[02:03.25] While the pillowcases makes faces
[02:04.86] Give anything to escape this
[02:06.52] This nameless, I hate this
[02:08.55] (Oooohh, who am I?)
[02:15.63] (Oooohh, who am I?)
[02:21.82] Who am I?
[02:27.14] (Oh wait, no I remember, no) Who am I?
[02:30.60] (God damnit, God damnit)
[02:32.50] (God damnit, God damnit)
[02:34.61] (Oh yeah, that's right)
[02:36.52] Yeah, I am the king of the songs
[02:38.23] King of the lost on this shipwreck
[02:40.09] I can sing with the gods
[02:41.68] Swing without pause nor misstep
[02:43.57] Run my hands through the stream
[02:45.35] Is this a dream, or a waking fucking nightmare?
[02:50.40] Cause' at the tip of my wand, I could write songs
[02:53.73] But why write, why bother?
[02:55.04] Why be a writer?
[02:56.26] Why be a son oh, my ghost, my father?
[02:58.39] Why do I try?
[02:59.68] Why do we try?
[03:00.90] Why do we live?
[03:02.29] Why do I why?
[03:03.56] Who are you?
[03:04.44] Who am I?
[03:06.87]
[03:33.89] Oooooh
[03:39.99] Oooooh
[03:47.03] Oooooh
[03:54.00] Oooooh
[03:59.69]
[00:18.24] Confident I am alive, I am lying
[00:20.98] Searching, lurking, yearning to find them
[00:23.34] Surely I'm blind, and I've lost my mind
[00:28.28] (Uh-huh)
[00:29.04] King of the psalms, reckon my drawl is abysmal
[00:31.94] But you needn't involve
[00:33.69] Negative thoughts, but some people wish to
[00:36.19] Evening boss, top of the morning
[00:38.76] I can't tell dusk from dawn
[00:42.24] Who am I?
[00:45.51] Who am I?
[00:49.43] Who am I?
[00:52.76] Who am I?
[00:56.35] Who am I?
[01:03.55] Who am I?
[01:11.10] I am the king of the songs
[01:12.86] King of the lost on this shipwreck
[01:14.60] I can sing with the gods
[01:16.39] Swing without pause nor misstep
[01:18.06] Run my hands through the stream
[01:20.18] Is this a dream, or a waking fucking nightmare?
[01:25.17] At the tip of my wand, I could write songs
[01:28.22] But why write, why bother?
[01:29.42] Why be a writer?
[01:30.77] Why be a son oh, my ghost, my father?
[01:32.86] Why do I try?
[01:34.24] Why do we try?
[01:35.46] Why do I live?
[01:36.81] Why do I why?
[01:38.26] Who are you?
[01:39.08] Who am I?
[01:40.26] Okay, let's make a list
[01:41.65] Make a list of what exists
[01:43.53] Car exists, drugs exist, Juan exists, ball my fist
[01:47.24] I am angry, but how come?
[01:48.80] One did this but how done?
[01:50.68] Why doth speaking with foul tounges?
[01:52.34] Never should've taken these foul drugs
[01:54.19] Nevermind, never this
[01:55.93] This is Juan in a spaceship
[01:57.78] After all, that's who I came with
[01:59.21] Oh no the walls, they shapeshift
[02:01.46] I guess I'll stay here and make lists
[02:03.25] While the pillowcases makes faces
[02:04.86] Give anything to escape this
[02:06.52] This nameless, I hate this
[02:08.55] (Oooohh, who am I?)
[02:15.63] (Oooohh, who am I?)
[02:21.82] Who am I?
[02:27.14] (Oh wait, no I remember, no) Who am I?
[02:30.60] (God damnit, God damnit)
[02:32.50] (God damnit, God damnit)
[02:34.61] (Oh yeah, that's right)
[02:36.52] Yeah, I am the king of the songs
[02:38.23] King of the lost on this shipwreck
[02:40.09] I can sing with the gods
[02:41.68] Swing without pause nor misstep
[02:43.57] Run my hands through the stream
[02:45.35] Is this a dream, or a waking fucking nightmare?
[02:50.40] Cause' at the tip of my wand, I could write songs
[02:53.73] But why write, why bother?
[02:55.04] Why be a writer?
[02:56.26] Why be a son oh, my ghost, my father?
[02:58.39] Why do I try?
[02:59.68] Why do we try?
[03:00.90] Why do we live?
[03:02.29] Why do I why?
[03:03.56] Who are you?
[03:04.44] Who am I?
[03:06.87]
[03:33.89] Oooooh
[03:39.99] Oooooh
[03:47.03] Oooooh
[03:54.00] Oooooh
[03:59.69]