The renegade feeling satisfied
 You blinked and closed your eyes
 You like the feeling of Saturday
 You love the danger in the night
 The restless corpse is collapsed wind
 The breath is daffodil
 What not become what is lapsing
 Into the universal fill
 Or maybe just
 
 No intention
 Or maybe just
 No inention
 Woah
 
 When I am full with endeavor
 Nothing can stop _____
 The freshness of my reality
 Makes me feel tingly and hot
 When you wake up shouting “Idea!”
 Is that a punishment?
 You represent saying, “I’m real,”
 But is that what you meant
 Maybe you meant
 
 No intention
 Maybe you meant
 No intention
 Woah
 
 No intention
 No intention
 Woah