The Moon

[Verse] Oh you, princess of the fatherless I’m your cellar floor From down here, you seem to scale the wall Oh you hear a fan text me all day [Chorus] Look at your prison from inside out All your black and white splits into Would you think it for me, would you think it overtly? (Whispered multiple times) [Verse] Oh you, prisoner of make believe Climb down from that tree Things are so much different than before You narrativize competition [Chorus] Look at your prison from inside out All your black and white splits into black and white (Whispering again) [Outro] Oh you, prisoner of imagery Craft your influence