Science Fiction
Treading water
Trying not to bring disappointment to my father
Or the one who birthed me
Pressure made me humble, said I wasn't worthy
The juxtaposition is mad comical
How she describe a nigga as peace havin' and optimal
I know
Only I know
In the middle of the night, I lie with
Bloody, rosy red, my iris
They don't even know how I get
Cherry, cherry stains on my bed
Middle of the night, I lie with
Bloody, rosy red my iris
They don't even know that I get
Cherry, cherry stained, cherry, cherry stained
Babe
I just wanna
Fly away
Something like sci-fi
And babe
I just wanna
Fly away
Something like sci-fi
And all the colors fade to grey soon
Too busy drowning, I can't save you
And all the colors fade to grey soon
Too busy drowning, I can't save you
Overthink until it's hard to breathe
You can't see me how I see myself
I can't believe I'm a star in your eyes
In the north of your skies
Thanks for seeing that
I hate to be attached
I'm scared I'll lose the ones that I need around
It's better not to need them now
Nigga need Jesus 'round
Or maybe just some good CDs
Or anti-depressive-cancel-anxiety
Medications, better just to give it patience
'Cause I don't wanna fuck with the cocktail of chemicals
And turn myself into a new person who's got a medical
Addiction, playing victim for attention, that just ain't it
Rather chip of some of my pride and write on my wrist
I don't really know where I'm headed but I hope that it's alright
Alright with you
Saying whatever when I'm talking while we driving in the lowlight
This afternoon
I don't really know where I'm headed but I hope that it's alright
Alright with you
Saying whatever when I'm talking while we driving in the lowlight
This afternoon
Babe
I just wanna
Fly away
Something like sci-fi
Trying not to bring disappointment to my father
Or the one who birthed me
Pressure made me humble, said I wasn't worthy
The juxtaposition is mad comical
How she describe a nigga as peace havin' and optimal
I know
Only I know
In the middle of the night, I lie with
Bloody, rosy red, my iris
They don't even know how I get
Cherry, cherry stains on my bed
Middle of the night, I lie with
Bloody, rosy red my iris
They don't even know that I get
Cherry, cherry stained, cherry, cherry stained
Babe
I just wanna
Fly away
Something like sci-fi
And babe
I just wanna
Fly away
Something like sci-fi
And all the colors fade to grey soon
Too busy drowning, I can't save you
And all the colors fade to grey soon
Too busy drowning, I can't save you
Overthink until it's hard to breathe
You can't see me how I see myself
I can't believe I'm a star in your eyes
In the north of your skies
Thanks for seeing that
I hate to be attached
I'm scared I'll lose the ones that I need around
It's better not to need them now
Nigga need Jesus 'round
Or maybe just some good CDs
Or anti-depressive-cancel-anxiety
Medications, better just to give it patience
'Cause I don't wanna fuck with the cocktail of chemicals
And turn myself into a new person who's got a medical
Addiction, playing victim for attention, that just ain't it
Rather chip of some of my pride and write on my wrist
I don't really know where I'm headed but I hope that it's alright
Alright with you
Saying whatever when I'm talking while we driving in the lowlight
This afternoon
I don't really know where I'm headed but I hope that it's alright
Alright with you
Saying whatever when I'm talking while we driving in the lowlight
This afternoon
Babe
I just wanna
Fly away
Something like sci-fi
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Writer(s): Frank Scoca, Myles Cameron
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