Chxnge - The Architect Lyrics

She said that she loves me
She held tightly onto me
Sunny smile on you, those puppy eyes you do
You know I'm a sucker for views
You know I'm a victim for moods
That's something I'd just hate to lose
And goddamn girl you're a good girl
Don't deserve your heart split in two
By your man, by your world
See I just wish I could scoff it off
Take away the feeling like Tylenol
Caz I just got a hunch that we won't work
I don't see a point in leg work
I don't play, I made a proof
And you don't seem to fit in my angles
One wrong move could mess it all up
I'm a perfectionist type creator
I am sorry for my behavior
If you don't fit then it's an eraser
Control my life like a dictator
I know that will cop me haters
But this cannot be stopped
This'll be a brutal onslaught
Hope whoever next spawns
Fits into their one slot
Is this gonna work?
Do my pieces fit?
Pray my peace is found
I might beat it out
If I need a spouse
Or I feel aroused
This structure I created
Made my connections get degraded
Caz friends being cut in batches
Fighting them out in matches
Damn I'm a f*cking savage
Sometimes I like when it happens
Passing them like highways, trees in rear view dashes
Illusion that I'm moving to a life I think is lavish
I'm a maverick on my good days
That's a Monday maybe Tuesday
But Friday can go two ways, I mean it could be a movie
Or it might seem I'm moody, but I'm stuck and I'm loopy
With my eyes that can't stop looking and inferring every person
Paranoid, that I'm drawn back
I can't be like them this evening or anytime for that fact
Ready to put on my backpack
I feel dissonance in the way we talk
And not just caz I'm not involved
I don't think what I'd add would enthrall
So I might just walk out on all yall
Go back home to my parents place
Thinking that it be somewhere safe
Goddamn, f*ck, the air must be laced
Caz they ain't thinking the same way as their blood stain
Mayday I may need to make space
Maybe mama we drifting away
Father make sure that she is okay
And please don't switch my name for my showname
Ok, I been in my house for f*cking four days
I don't wanna be here till I'm forty
I look at Malcolm X and think I'm faulty
I look at Donald Trump and think I'm faulty
They both still had or have a shordy
They both had friends to go and get coffee
Both had friends but I cut what's rocky