Space Boy
Yeah
I feel myself getting bad again
I try to hide and play pretend
But closed casket
I'm asking
Let death possess the shame I bare
Don't really wanna be here anyway
They say
You cannot get away from past lives
You can't escape mistakes you've made
Feel the guilt
The weight of last night
Sorry feels too late to say
I've done wrong
Fated to be all alone
It's clear
Imposter Syndrome
A reckless
Fucked up heartless
Filthy mess
Head in the clouds
Dream like I see
Engine Failure
My heartbeat
Couldn't be any clearer
Longing for the moon
I'mma a space boy
She's the countdown
Want to rewind
It's my fault how
Couldn't be anyone else
I'm the broken hearted
So leave me
Left to be marooned
I've been no good
It's treason
Self inflicted intoxication
To ease the pain
From what I've done
We waste our debts too often
The falling the sands of time
Wait for the countdown
Wait for the take off
Won't be long
Wait for the countdown
Wait for the take off
Won't be long
I say
I feel myself getting bad again
I try to hide and play pretend
But closed casket
I'm asking
Let death possess the shame I bare
Don't really wanna be here anyway
They say
You cannot get away from past lives
You can't escape mistakes you've made
Feel the guilt
The weight of last night
Sorry feels too late to say
I've done wrong
Fated to be all alone
It's clear
Imposter Syndrome
A reckless
Fucked up heartless
Filthy mess
So leave me
Left to be marooned
I've been no good
It's treason
Self inflicted intoxication
To ease the pain
From what I've done
I feel myself getting bad again
I try to hide and play pretend
But closed casket
I'm asking
Let death possess the shame I bare
Don't really wanna be here anyway
They say
You cannot get away from past lives
You can't escape mistakes you've made
Feel the guilt
The weight of last night
Sorry feels too late to say
I've done wrong
Fated to be all alone
It's clear
Imposter Syndrome
A reckless
Fucked up heartless
Filthy mess
Head in the clouds
Dream like I see
Engine Failure
My heartbeat
Couldn't be any clearer
Longing for the moon
I'mma a space boy
She's the countdown
Want to rewind
It's my fault how
Couldn't be anyone else
I'm the broken hearted
So leave me
Left to be marooned
I've been no good
It's treason
Self inflicted intoxication
To ease the pain
From what I've done
We waste our debts too often
The falling the sands of time
Wait for the countdown
Wait for the take off
Won't be long
Wait for the countdown
Wait for the take off
Won't be long
I say
I feel myself getting bad again
I try to hide and play pretend
But closed casket
I'm asking
Let death possess the shame I bare
Don't really wanna be here anyway
They say
You cannot get away from past lives
You can't escape mistakes you've made
Feel the guilt
The weight of last night
Sorry feels too late to say
I've done wrong
Fated to be all alone
It's clear
Imposter Syndrome
A reckless
Fucked up heartless
Filthy mess
So leave me
Left to be marooned
I've been no good
It's treason
Self inflicted intoxication
To ease the pain
From what I've done
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Writer(s): Xavier Robert Espinosa
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