Jett Rodgers - Cutting Branches Off The Butterfly Effect

You are the sum
You are my summit
When you are gone
Ima just plummet
Minus the buffer
Too many times I am a puppet
Put off dividing
You add too much to the equation
Finally someone who's moves are not a calculation
You always rise to the occasion
And always fall with me adjacent
Phase is Honeymoon vacation
Done too soon left my soul vacant
Occupied my hobby but I'll make it an occupation
If not today when
Can't be rat racing
If I'm just pacing
Back and forth paranoid
You are who I should avoid
Shoved down my mouth tons of lies
They still end up butterflies
White lies your entire zeitgeist
But I still value your praise
Valueless needs no appraisal
Need a sequel to this fable
Needing people who are able
To put my part of the map up on the table
Times you were acting like an A hole
Dumber than a K hole
Lost a friend here and there
Selfishly unaware
No heart Medicare
Roped me in triangles thought we set it square
Never had a prom or grad
We were never there
Sweeter than a pomegranate
But never saw a dress coming down those stairs ya
Cut the scene
But I think this was a solid act
Didn't know her greatest enemies a polygraph
Branches I'm complacent cutting
Give too many shits about what if
Why am I not feeling blessed
First world suffering
Like when videos are buffering
Even if I'm super rich and perform
Loneliness comes in a million forms
Ya
Back and forth back and forth
Back and forth back and forth
You always rise to the occasion
And always fall with me adjacent
Phase is Honeymoon vacation
Done too soon left my soul vacant
Occupied my hobby but I'll make it an occupation
If not today when
Can't be rat racing
If I'm just pacing
Back and forth push and pull
Material from years ago
Cause my current storyline ain't gon draw no worry lines
Far too mundane
I work in the rain man
I'm shivering on Mondays
Stay strong and prosper
Early afternoon cougher
Ever since I lost her
Girls are 1 in 6 revolvers
Cameras focus on my dollar that's a buckshot
Stuck with a straight face like a mugshot
Put up my walls insulation was my insolence
Bricks were paved together by your given dissonance
Couldn't hear my sugar thought I needed insulin
Married to the music kiss the ring
Ha ya what
You always rise to the occasion
And always fall with me adjacent
Phase is Honeymoon vacation
Done too soon left my soul vacant
Occupied my hobby but I'll make it an occupation
If not today when
Can't be rat racing
If I'm just pacing

Written by:
Jett Rodgers

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