Left at London
45%
[Intro]
The snow starts to fall as the sky keeps on calling my name
But it isn't mine
I'm not their kind
I don't ever begin to repent
For all of my sins that I've done

The lifeguard abhors me so I stay ashore just in case
But who moves the tide?
They're not so kind
I'm beginning to drown as my friends are shining their crowns hind the fence

[Verse 1]
I'm wretched, insignificant
But I'm the heir to earth
I'm counting all my options with my
Cracked hands
I'm following the footsteps
Of a man who cleans the beach
And Living till I die was part of
My plans

[Chorus]
I'm 17% of
The things I want to be
Which is 45% of what I
Planned
I'm doing all I
Can
[Verse 2]
I'm probably your pedigree
So flaunt my drying tongue
The muzzle that I model gives me
Chapped lips
Neanderthals & animals
Are chromosomes away
But nobody's a human till they
Sink ships

[Chorus]
I'm 17% of
The things I want to be
Which is 45% of what I
Planned
I'm doing all I
Can

[Outro]
But if I'm the product
Of insecurities
Then never mind
I think I understand