I walked outside it was a cold day
Felt bitter like I need my soul saved
From the home base saying fuck the old ways
Got a bold taste from a cup of OJ
Its my cocaine, but that's a closed case
Man, I just wanna live with no shame
We just leave it where it was in the first place
Unless it's a beat, I give it girl names
I meet Lana, It's kinda coincidence
The kind of things I could rhyme on the instruments
We walked through the park shared thoughts til the dark
Even though every piece of time is a business
She asked my name I said Lana please
They call me Matt but Revamp on beats
Then she was falling like a chain in water
Yet I was fallin too but insanely harder

Nah nah, you have to wait
But be ready with your packing tape
You never know when you pass today man
Things can change, they have to change
Nah nah, you have to wait
But be ready with your packing tape
You never know when you pass today
Things can change, they have to change

It was bliss it seemed, literally
Pull up a chair, sit and see the imagery
Though we know that it all would end bitterly
At first we'd disagree only bout the little things
Bit of belittlement, limits and ignorance
Seems I'm addicted with the fact that I can't quit it since
It's ridiculous, but its different
She turned miserous from every hint i didn't get
And they talk shit, lots of gossip
But i thought it would pass like we wanted
I am honest, there was progress
Dropped the ball and, there I lost it
Very Haunting, on my hands and knees
Saying Lana please but like an amputee
She doesn't feel me, because i used her
Now I'm really, a fucking loser

Nah nah, you have to wait
But be ready with your packing tape
You never know when you pass today man
Things can change, they have to change
Nah nah, you have to wait
But be ready with your packing tape
You never know when you pass today
Things can change, they have to change

And just when I thought that we had enough
She took the bag was done, and she packed it up
In the traffic running, from past becomings
Trashed in public, I hacked a lung
She was strapped with guns, stressin to kill shit
Least that power was her steady fulfillment
Ready and willing, to never see me again
But still I'd chase her to the deepest of ends
And you don't know the rut Revamp is in
And you don't know the fuck whats damaging
Cancerous, I'm gambling
Always at a loss saying Lana, shit
And it can't be this
So many questions and canvasses
Blank, I can't answer them
I gotta manage them, I can't manage this


You have to wait
But be ready with your packing tape
You never know when you pass today man
Things can change, they have to change
Nah nah, you have to wait
But be ready with your packing tape
You never know when you pass today
Things can change, they have to change