Left brain connected by the orifice
Telling me along the lines of "what's the use?"
20 dollars in change in my pockets
Getting ready for the fistfight that ensues
It ain't letting up
What's behind me
Somethings coming up
To spite me
Daydreaming in third person worldview
Overloaded with bloodshot eyes to the new
With a familiar scent of a foresight
And a pungent hint of you won't go anywhere
As if I can't tell
Don't remind me
It's going well
It might be
I'll see
I'll see
I'll see
I'll see your voice
Make noise but
This heat
This heat
In me
Makes the vowels void
Distorting my view
Act right, the call doesn't bother you
More weight keeps piling on top of you
It is what it is right?
I can't win, I can't make the day last
A grey blur, a hand clasp, am I the only breathing?
I'll see
I'll see
I'll see
I'll see your voice
Make noise but
This heat
This heat
In me
Makes the vowels void
Distorting my view when it wakes up
Drags me till my knee's f*cked up
I can't wait till I get to fall right back in line
I wish it goes that easy
(tempting,
Attempting to move on)