The Festival

[Intro: Mac Miller]

Yeah, yeah

Let me get a little bit more beat

Yeah

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]

Ask God if she believe in me and will she accept me as a deity

And tell me the secrecy won't keep you free

I'm sleeping, won't dream until the demons leave

I took a nap, beneath a tree in the shade

Feel the sharpness of the swords and blades of grass

Picturin' the images that make you laugh

I left you out to die, but will you take me back? (Back)

Somewhere in between the crazy and the conscious (Conscious)

She's naked underneath them shadows

Let the sunlight undress her slow

I don't know who I am, I'm so good at doin' impressions though (Uh-huh)

I'm goin' to the festival, (The festival) need to let me go

I wake up, pop a couple Benadryls, go back to sleep

It's all made up, everything they said was real, it has to be

'Cause actually the master fast asleep

And the castles back-back in his private quarters (Private quarters)

That's a master for you, this a revolution, we don't have no order (No, no, no)

All this torture, thought I had to warn ya (Had to warn ya)

Leave it all behind and go to California (California) (Go, go)

I'm past the signs, it's the real thing, try analyzin' this feelin'

Ya can't fathom (Can't fathom) (Can't, can't, can't)

[Interlude: Yukimi Nagano]

(Festival, festival, festival, festival)

[Verse 2: Yukimi Nagano]

My hands come up behind the clouds

From the clap-clap thunder lookin' down

While you're runnin' around

I lift you up when you drown

Unlock the mission, the planet in rotation

Full speed chasin' and you're always runnin' ahead

You're always runnin' ahead

[Pre-Chorus: Yukimi Nagano]

You got second chances, happy birthday, sweet romances

And you battle like a champion, why

Do you wanna go, do you wanna go, do you wanna go to the festival?

You got angels weepin', see them drippin' from the sky

You watch 'em with your third eye (So, so, so)

Do you wanna go, do you wanna go, do you wanna go

[Chorus: Yukimi Nagano]

To the festival (To the festival)

To the festival (To the festival)

To the festival (To the festival)

Festival (Festival)

Festival (Festival)

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]

Hola, Malcolm

Hey, man, it's, it's Luis, man

I'm calling, man, tell you about the album

I listen, it's good

I need to tell you, man

I tell everyone to—to listen to the music

And it sound like they like it, man

It sound like they good, I tell my wife, "I'm so proud of him"

I tell my girlfriend, "I'm so proud of him"

And the album is good

It's so good

I cannot believe

Anyone can be you

No one can beat you