2 Months

Can I float through space can I escape this Can I never look back can I erase this I don’t wanna live again Till I do it right the first time Learned from my mistakes I’m just fine Never wanna see me like this I don’t wanna see me like this Can you tell me where I been I don’t feel like I been anywhere important 2 months passed I’m feelin' fortunate Look through the glass, the time has passed So torturous The town my fortress till I make it home It's gorgeous, I just miss my own, bed Gotta prepare for the long dread If you ain’t with it then you better off dead Gotta take it when you get it When you livin' off threads It don’t matter how you live It when you feel it, be it Jumped a jet to another season packed my bags But what’s the reason I can't Tell you why I’m here Get the f*ck out of my ear Ima do my shit, Ima do my shit no deadline Ima do my shit, Ima do my shit no deadline Aesthetically pathetic standing next To the relics cherish 7 seconds I know I’m embarrassing clueless American Excuse me for my interest I’ve only seen it In pictures take it in for a Memory you were never a friend to me More like an enemy draining my energy The devil sitting in the other room Right next to me London light, London light I feel alive just for a night Look in her eyes, it feels so right Up in the sky the town so bright A touch, on my shoulder She feels so safe with me, I told her I'll be back in a minute With me she feels so limitless Can I float through space can I escape this Can I never look back can I erase this I don’t wanna live again Till I do it right the first time Learned from my mistakes I’m just fine Absent of colour fit right in The wind is burning my skin Hide under covers, go to sleep Then do it over and I am, running from what I've been Not that many options Probably seemed like nonsense I been on it go and go and never slow down I won't ever turn back I won't ever stop now I been spending many minutes looking at the Pretty cities I wish I could Be inside of them This flight is killing me 9 hours overseas Am I supposed to be a decomposing body On autopilot with no direction Till I’m so old that I can't get erections Disgusted at my own reflection Wondering where the time went Look back at my time spent Would I be satisfied would I be ready to die Would I be ok with who I see look me in my own eyes Look me in my own eyes Look me in my own eyes Look me in my own eyes