[Intro: Mac Miller]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
You might not, feel your, face

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
You might not feel your face, but you always feel the high
And nothin' last forever, except these, voices in my mind
Are we all just afraid? Do they notice the change?
You see other weather, still carry umbrellas
Always be scared of the rain
And I'm still terrified of ending my pain
We live with these beautiful colors, don't notice the shades of gray
You start to feel strange, how it cooks your brain
You wander around for no reason, can't even remember your name
Oh, yeah

[Chorus: Mac Miller]
I need a little sweet, sweet amnesia
A sweet, sweet amnesia, yeah
I need a sweet amnesia, yeah
A little sweet amnesia, yeah
A sweet, sweet amnesia
A sweet, sweet amnesia
Oh, how I need ya
Yeah, amnesia, yeah
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Marlboro Red in grandmother purse
Whatever help to speed up the hearse
We livin' in hell
Lead in the shells, they lead by example
People, they ask you shoot for the stars
But all that we seen is shootin' from cars
Is shootin' the norms, and shotgunnin' beer
Wet on your eyes, suppressin' the tears
Lies you told over years, aimed at the ones that you loved
Lookin' for Heaven above you, put on a front from hope that it's real
Still young and blinded by the street lights
Hate make it hard for you to sleep tight
Do we live and die to fuckin' ease by?
In the belly of the beast, still the meek thrive
Bend out, we run from red dots
Seem the best bet is death at young age
Least then you get the front page
Then again the love is still fake