Dislocated

Location, location, location, location, I won't be located
Location, location, location, location, I won't be located
Location, location, location, location, I won't be located
Location, location, location, location, I won't be located

Someone else's dream, out of reach
Fire keeper, for this life at least
(Fire keeper, for this life at least)
Why are we? Why are we? (Why are we? Why are we?)
Guide my feet
I'm entirely
Someone else's dream, someone else's dream
Out of reach
Fire keeper, for this life at least
Why are we? Why are we?
Guide my feet
I'm entirely
Someone else's dream, someone else's dream

My belts recede and expand
Say what I said
It doesn't need a response
Taking space when I want (When I wanna)
To the east by land
Scene cut, weave with my hand
As light expands, expose beams
Good bones still gambling
The night's young, pour deep
Texting three black hearts on a landing strip
Fear of abandonment
Not my bag, don't need to handle it
Feeling like a man and shit
Whatever that smells like in faults and damages
Leading with my hammer
Bloody gauzy bandages
Lined in canvases
Texture coarse, quicker sand to sift
I grew hoarse, standing in
Give my Black ass the kiss, a standard win
The level's been levelled
The levels-

In the forest face painted
Fingertips black with charcoal, I waited and waited
Anything I gave, I weighted it
Same as I got
Anything I caught
I killed it, I ate it
I can't be located, I can't be located
Face pixelated, face pressed to the pavement
Knee on my spine, the crowd undulated
Phones raised, in there, I'm faceless
She's under me
Eyes searching for my face
Baby girl, just face it
I'd rather carry it myself
I already paid the freightage
I played facing the bassist, Miles Davis
I slept in the basement, false pride jotted on the paper
I can't be located
Shadows filt 'tween leaves, blotches of green
Monsters cling to trees
I'm under the painting
You can't come in here with me
You can't come in here, you'll see
You can't come in here with me
I can't be located