Edges

Hey there, you, you, hands full, empty flesh, gone shopping Chasing on a flame so bright it can make you into something Yeah, hey there, you see screens on screens, a tracking orbit The sky is falling down, but our necks keep tilting away from it Now it feels like I have lost my edge (edge) And I still try to understand the way they think, yeah Yeah The way they think Tryna be focused, a drift that pushes against the winds But it gets harder to sleep when minds turn the best of us into poison So, hey there, you, you, hands full, empty flesh, gone shopping Wandering in a dream so bright, it keeps cracking up the columns Now it feels like I have lost my edge (edge) And I still try to understand the way they think, yeah Yeah The way they think Yeah Hold on Can't carry these bags Aye Lost it, lost it, lost it, lost it 'Cause now it feels like I have lost my edge And I still try to understand the way they think (yeah) The way they think