pickin up ghost trends

I thought it would be easy being a lone man
Taking walks lost in thought and kicking crumpled coke cans
Retreat to the apartment to torn up yellow pages from songs i can't seem to mend
I moved away from all my close friends
But everything i do is all the same i guess I'm picking up ghost trends
My heart it is still bleeding
I'm drinking on the rocks so the room begins to break and bend
I'm sticking to the bed again, projected relocation LA
I better make the best of it cuz this is how a soul becomes broken
It happened all too fast in the middle of becoming a grown man
According to these street plans
We're waiting for something gold to just fall in my hands
I fell in love with my piano
Keep crashing on these chords and it's still capable of bashing my ego
I think about Apollo
I think about going places and charting the unknown and making my name known
It's just another situation I can never comprehend in LA
Projected disposition, uncomfortable collisions at play

Rearranging sometimes points you in the wrong way
I traded my Santa Barbara skies for one hell of a Hollywood heatwave
I'll need my music medicine
Help me get to where I'm going maybe someday
There's a dealer around the corner where the street bends
There's a hooker with my neighbor i really hope they're just making amends
Man, hearts are really bleeding
The chances of finding my best friend are not quite often
How you can feel so homeless
In a house full of toys yet you still feel so fucking loveless
I need something I can harness
I need something i can hold onto unlike a tangible goddess
Oh where'd my lady go?
With a bottle of whiskey i dream of you floating over Chicago
I took back what I said then
I hope i get to where I'm going in the end
I know our swords'll still be crossing on the way to the end
I hope I'm happy with my story up until the end



Credits
Writer(s): Kenrick Phan
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