Westworld

Verse 1
On the train with a strange man sittin next to me, if I end deceased, rest in peace and call my next of kin
I'm ponderin this question on a concrete mezzanine:
Entertainment is a necessity? Or luxury?
Give me a tummy tuck or tuck me into cotton sheets
Either way my appetite is piqued by the monotony
Now every director out here playin Sophocles
Bored with the vanilla, had to push it til they fed asleep
Ever been out on the road?
Wonder if you could handle the tours
I know that you think you could go
But really you more of a tourist
Why are we all runnin so fast?
There's dignity in being tortoise
Told all a your friends you was lovin the show but you only was singin the chorus

Chorus
Photographers come for your head
This music it go to the chest
You tired? I sleep when I'm dead
This music it covers the rest

Verse 2
I wanted to follow the King
But I slipped on the balcony steps
The bullet went over my head and it hid in a box of ballots instead
I wanted to carry a crown but they gave me a circle of lead
Put my hands on it and turned it to gold then they took it and gave me some cash
Moon light, white beam through my window
She's on my lock screen til I been home
Red eye, numbers pass like it's bingo
If this was a sing along her beat would be my intro
This music is really so beautiful, I been to everywhere except Georgia
Shouts to the people I met who the homies, the circle is really so gorgeous
Picked up a cookie and broke it in half and inside I discovered this fortune:
Luck and ability get to the top but it's character keeps you from fallin
Drivin, 85 in the fast lane
Snow drifts on my windshield like ashtrays
Headlights up through the night like Batman
If I made a mistake, pray that God can back space

Chorus 2
She's flyin away on a jet
With music to keep in her chest
I'll carry her smile in my head
I'll see her again when we rest
Yes