Verse 1:

Well written verses/

Well placed curses/
Never inside of my mind you know I works it/
Out of my sight out my mind it's pretty worthless/

Stand by my stance on creativeness in the verses/
Ewww...
Still with my pencil I can pen any feeling that you can feel/

Should've, could've, would've, happened feelings concealed/
Tell you keep on stepping the trickery is unreal/
Still...

I got a fantasy of being alone/
Traveling roads that's deserted in my mind I roam/
Can't help but wonder if it will ever come true/

And if it do who can I count on to come thru/
Haha!
Now that that important question is out/

I gotta figure if my solution will come about/
Tired of drinking every day until I feel a url/
I'm just searching for a place AT THE END OF THE WORLD!


Hook: Is there a place, for me, at the end of the world, at the end of the world x 2


Verse 2:

Ugh...

Magnetic, aesthetic, letting out my mind never apologetic/
Stretching out and running tracks like I am athletic/
Sob stories from girls I'm empathetic/

Steady..
Ready getting inside of my freddy/
Sweatshirt and them I'm hurting Jason's machete/

I'm a killer, killer tyrannical villain in my mind/
Imagination's all I got, at the end of the times/
Rhymes, subtle sublimes tryna make you feel fine/

Finding peace with a broken heart and just choose to rewind/
Sipping wine as I am sitting and reclining my spine/
Tripping on time, coming close to the last call I'm in line/

For my mind to be refreshed is the request that is mine/
So I can fully believe that in the best that is mine/
But before I go further with my gesturing rhymes/

On my quest I have to ask this last question of mine!!

Hook: Is there a place, for me, at the end of the world, at the end of the world x 2