Keeping my distance
Lost my self up on this mission
Done with the fixing been spilling my soul
What's the difference
Got a new fixture
Upgrading things I need control
Spitting some writtens
Had writers block it hit me vicious
Doubting myself
Like how many times did I go to that well
If it all fails
All my dreams come crashing down
Not feeling down
Just stuck inside a sunken place
What can I say
Maybe those feelings will fade
Going to fast
Hope I don't crash not coming in last
Ghosts of the past
Reminding myself that I'll all that I have
Clock has been ticking
Will they still love me if I'm not winning
What do I want
Fame or the fortune this feeling like torture
I got it all backwards
Talking about things I cannot forget
I wanna forgive
Want to be free from what I have seen
So what is a rapture
Just a few ticks from a disaster
Working on answers
Been too busy chasing grandeur
This gotta work
This gotta work