Imaginary Friends

Must've missed some time
Waiting for the day
To cultivate
Talking to myself
Lost the sentience
These bones I break
Now it's getting late
21 of age
Just take my hand
And show me the world
I'm tryna see it again

The reason that I'll come around
Is for you to know
Losing focus I been cooped up alone
Tap into the feeling that I'm longing for
This could be the open door
I think it's time to make amends
With my imaginary friends

Must've missed some time
Waiting for the day
To cultivate
Talking to myself
Lost the sentience
These bones I break
Now it's getting late
21 of age
Just take my hand
And show me the world
I'm tryna see it again



Credits
Writer(s): Hugh Hinton
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