I lie awake, but to tell the truth rappers are so asleep
It’s like their thoughts barley process when they go to speak
My head is where the danger is, so tie me down, duct tape my mouth
and keep me from blinking with a set of rusty paper clips
I’m uninterested in my own thoughts so I guess that I’m
a zombie with an appetite for What’s on Your Mind
It’s not hot in here, I’m just smothering you
So call me whatever you please because honestly it’s rubber and glue
Sticking to you
Deception, I can’t handle it
My abandonment issues always manifest into an abandonment catalyst
If I would’ve mustered up the senses to have a kernel of a clue
I would’ve had you in the bedroom with a candlestick
Standing eye to eye and chest to chest
I’m not backing down because I’m hopped up on a drug called Carlos Estevez
You’re not fluid. In fact then, give me your top five
And I bet they got the thought process of Two and a Half Men

(Adam Miller & Nathan Gilleland)
It’s ironically funny like saving your money
when you’ve got nowhere to spend it
It’s having the gift of life
without even having the power to end it
It’s Thoughtlessness
So Whatcha Thinking?
What’s on Your Mind?
I think You’re barley breathing

But never mind, you’re fine
This gift is a curse; So I thank God
for the curse He’s bestowed upon me and pray for him to make it worse
And told him if it’s not in His plan that I would take a church
Hold it hostage and tell God he better make it work
I’m out of line unlike my penmanship is
Not really identified or aligned with the music business
To the wind is where my cautiousness is
Reminding all those around me exactly what thoughtlessness is
Kids that just think they can rhyme “My Time” with “Rhyme” and “Shine”
And throw a hash tag swag in it online
Talking that YOLO as if I’m hearing it
Thinking they’re now officially rappers, or God forbid, lyricists
Not to get out of hand or off topic
But if you’re swaggin’ without rappin’ I’m pulling your limbs from your sockets
Removing your head so I can peel back your skull and peek in
To find out exactly what the fuck you could possibly be thinking

It’s ironically funny like saving your money
when you’ve got nowhere to spend it
It’s having the gift of life
without even having the power to end it
It’s Thoughtlessness
So Whatcha Thinking?
What’s on Your Mind?
I think You’re barley breathing
But never mind, you’re fine

I could do this in my sleep day out and day in
The mind is a beautiful place, but dangerous to play in
Yeah, it may look like it’s great for a picnic
But I promise you, you wouldn’t want to spend too long in it
And maybe that’s the reason why I think I might have gone out of it
Because sanity’s kind of loud man, turn that shit down a bit
Rationality could do a world of good
But it can be so thick sometimes that I wouldn’t want to drown in it
Sometimes I find myself trapped in my head and I can’t get out of it
Guess that’s why I get funny looks when I’m starting to pound on it
You ever get a memory you don’t want to remember
And it played itself out and you still went and re-wound-ed it
And played that shit over? Yeah, your mind can play tricks on you
And sometimes you get upset at the lack of thoughts it’s giving you
But is it really subconscious-ness unwillingness we have no say in
and can’t control at all, or is it you?
If my thoughts called the shots I think they’d get rid of me
And carry out the plot in a dream that’s slipped in lucidity
I try my best to stay calm and not be paranoid
But it’s kind of hard not letting my thoughts get to me
They’re after me
I say less than what I think in my head
There’s a lot of truth in my words that will never be said
But even so when I grab my notebook and scribble across it
I guarantee not one word I ever write is thoughtless

So Whatcha Thinking?
What’s on Your Mind?
I think You’re barley breathing
But never mind, you’re fine

Some people have told me they way I think is insane
“But I’m not crazy…I’m not crazy”
If I thought like you
That would be crazy