My intuition's hard to listen to so I go missing My friends are high and we've already had this conversation I'm getting tired but it's the product of a generation Self medicated on the thought of someone's validation I read a different definition of what love is I wish somebody would've told me what it wasn't cause I Try to fix it, fought and quit it Either way I spin it, I wasn't in it I'm going through it, tryin' to find the meaning I talk about it all the time but I'm not healing I couldn't help it, help what I'm feeling You find the chaos if that's what you believe in You find the chaos if that's what you believe in