Disjunct

It's been a good run
But I'm sick of the scene
Want it to be in the rearview
So close I can feel it
Like it's breathing right here
The offer is clear but I'll make do
There's only one degree of
Separation between us
Fools gold starts fading into a pipe dream
Blurred vision becomes exciting
I've been rehearsing
For the curtain to close
End the show and I'm leaving

Cause all this feels
Disjunct in nature
I've walked the line
Felt like a stranger
You've seen me on
My best behavior

I've been showing up to work after dreaming all night long
Slip away into the life of all the posters on my wall
Can't stop thinking 'bout the places that I'd rather be instead
If tomorrow something changes i won't have to play pretend

It's melodramatic
How I rush into emotional roads, the stop and go
Getting whiplash
I'll be athletic cause I'm looking at the
Trophy in glass
I can't get past what I don't have
What I don't have

There's only one degree of
Separation between us
Fools gold starts fading into a pipe dream
Blurred vision becomes exciting
Maybe I've lost it
But the closer I get the farther it goes
Oh what do I know
But what do I know

I've been showing up to work after dreaming all night long
Slip away into the life of all the posters on my wall
Can't stop thinking 'bout the places that I'd rather be instead
If tomorrow something changes i won't have to play pretend

All these days and all these nights
Can't help but feel like wasted time
All these days and all these nights
Can't help but feel like wasted time

Cause all this feels
Disjunct in nature
I've walked the line
Felt like a stranger
You've seen me on
My best behavior

I've been showing up to work after dreaming all night long
Slip away into the life of all the posters on my wall
Can't stop thinking 'bout the places that I'd rather be instead
If tomorrow something changes i won't have to play pretend
I keep putting on a face just to save it later on
I keep running through scenarios where I think I belong
Let my mind keep on escaping while disjunction calls my bluff
If tomorrow nothing changes would this still be good enough

All these days and
All these nights can't
Help but feel like wasted time
All these days and
All these nights can't
Help but feel like wasted time



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Davis, Olivia Joy Grasso
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