[00:06.31]Every night in my room and my head still tilts to the moon
[00:12.15]Every night in my room and my head still tilts to the moon
[00:18.34]Every night in my room and my head still tilts to the moon
[00:25.11]I ask God why he still don't like me
[00:27.79]The moon still shines on my tomb like nightly
[00:30.78]A self portrait from the boy from the D and
[00:33.59]That's tattooed right below the naval on my briefs
[00:37.32]And as of late I've been in love with the image
[00:39.47]That I gotta satisfy the only people that I'm missing
[00:42.31]Now that's fourteen names all stuck in my head
[00:45.16]And that's eight day ones while I still wet the bed
[00:48.39]And that's hardships found only answered by the bottle
[00:51.30]And that's suicide; genocide; all
[00:53.34] *coughs*
[00:54.88]Tears still falling while the rhythm keeps flowing
[00:57.47]And her last name now good riddance, she eloping
[01:01.09]I feel utopia is here
[01:02.64]And if George Orwell seen it all through the fear
[01:05.74]And if Rembrandt's strokes said the vision seem clear
[01:08.47]And if Africa was life, would the sky seem clear?
[01:12.50]With the words that I scrawl
[01:13.98]Only live through the screen but the tales that I tell
[01:17.02]Only dance in your dreams
[01:18.74]The sage still burns 'cause the urn still close
[01:21.32]Kids doing drugs while the schools sell hope
[01:25.01]Sell hope, ****, I meant ****
[01:30.49]Every night in my room and my head still tilts to the moon
[01:36.35]Every night in my room and my head still tilts to the moon
[01:42.13]Every night in my room and my head still tilts to the moon
[01:48.13]Every night in my room and my head still tilts to the moon
[01:52.82]To the moon, uh huh