PILOT
I might need me a fresh start
Yeah
It might be time for me to part with my older self
My innocence, I done witnessed its vivid death
Tell me something I should know, I'll write it Turn my mic on and set my room on fire
You feel the smoke?
Fogging up, water up my eyes
Try to make my way out of a burning building
And save a life
Why should I try to save my life?
Why, why, why should I try
Why, why should I even try to save a life?
Suns down, I can feel myself sink
To my basement in the attic of my head
Get ahead, I keep trying trying but
I end up in the same place like a treadmill
My head will keep contemplating escapes and fight to keep going for another night
I don't got thoughts like that, and if I did
I'll just switch it up, and if I did, I'd just
(Up)
Tell me your name and why I should worship you, you
I need faith but I can't hold on to this rope that I've made
Firefighter, something just a little lighter
I need reassurance in this dire situation
That my diary of thoughts is behind
The wall of safety from the heat that I've created in the four walls
Floor and ceiling that I'm feeling
I've been confined to
Am I right to question your existence?
Should I go and try to find you?
Like you've led so many men before you
But can your guidance save me for my ever going study to find truth
See, mind you but-
Yeah
Just let the beat ride for a little, let it flow
Losing myself
In this world where I can't do this myself
I'm shooting myself with doubts
I don't wanna pass my paranoia to an innocent man
Losing track of my hand
Holding all the last grains of sand that I can fit in my palm
Butt it keeps slipping as I run to the ocean to put out the fire I started
My goals are whole hearted
I'm losing the market
For self sanity in self love
I look above
My long hair block my view of the doves
As they flock past, I realize my moment has passed
I'm stuck in the past
Shattered hourglass
I'm breathing the fumes
And losing my view
And all I have to show for it is the fire that I started in my motherfuckin' room
Lost sanity, I can't close my lips
Laughing through it
Yeah
It might be time for me to part with my older self
My innocence, I done witnessed its vivid death
Tell me something I should know, I'll write it Turn my mic on and set my room on fire
You feel the smoke?
Fogging up, water up my eyes
Try to make my way out of a burning building
And save a life
Why should I try to save my life?
Why, why, why should I try
Why, why should I even try to save a life?
Suns down, I can feel myself sink
To my basement in the attic of my head
Get ahead, I keep trying trying but
I end up in the same place like a treadmill
My head will keep contemplating escapes and fight to keep going for another night
I don't got thoughts like that, and if I did
I'll just switch it up, and if I did, I'd just
(Up)
Tell me your name and why I should worship you, you
I need faith but I can't hold on to this rope that I've made
Firefighter, something just a little lighter
I need reassurance in this dire situation
That my diary of thoughts is behind
The wall of safety from the heat that I've created in the four walls
Floor and ceiling that I'm feeling
I've been confined to
Am I right to question your existence?
Should I go and try to find you?
Like you've led so many men before you
But can your guidance save me for my ever going study to find truth
See, mind you but-
Yeah
Just let the beat ride for a little, let it flow
Losing myself
In this world where I can't do this myself
I'm shooting myself with doubts
I don't wanna pass my paranoia to an innocent man
Losing track of my hand
Holding all the last grains of sand that I can fit in my palm
Butt it keeps slipping as I run to the ocean to put out the fire I started
My goals are whole hearted
I'm losing the market
For self sanity in self love
I look above
My long hair block my view of the doves
As they flock past, I realize my moment has passed
I'm stuck in the past
Shattered hourglass
I'm breathing the fumes
And losing my view
And all I have to show for it is the fire that I started in my motherfuckin' room
Lost sanity, I can't close my lips
Laughing through it
Credits
Writer(s): Bob Stanley, Peter Stewart Wiggs, Jane Cracknell Sarah
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