Take Time
Dropped out of school
To fall into an ocean and I'm sinking
Anxiety holds me down
Manic depression stops me breathing
Prides got me locked in
Couldn't imagine leaving
The smiles are the lies
To those outside to be misleading
New semester for everyone
Except for me I got a new slate
New blackboard assignments posted
I'm writing down the same things
College life now
Is just a place that I aint
Girls, classes, and events
Fletcher wants me to visit on campus
Don't have the heart to say I can't
Left that shit behind why revisit again
Often look back but never go in
Too many questions as is
Dropped out for sanity and a dream
I'm still losing it plus summer passed I barely wrote a thing
Wondering was missing out on campus life worth all this shit
Will I look back and regret
Changed the equation is there any surprise I turned out so different
Tried but didn't get it right
Tryna catch up but I'm far behind (Mhm)
Ran away but there's nowhere to hide
Scared if I search what I will find (Mhm-hmm)
Torn gotta pick side
She says either way take time
Need a helping hand from rents they barely lent a thumb
Going through shit I need to know they tell me none
Not enough to put name down for the house
Owners threaten five days or else they'll kick me out
Questioned in park by cops I'm twenty one it's nine past ten
Eating Dons on a summer night only thing that gets past them
Work has me stressed to the point I might just tear
Close to break down receiving messages from there
Sitting on a bridge thinking bout the end
Chapters gone on too long my patience wearing thin
Call to God but I'm stuck on voicemail
The voices in my head got out of cells
Things I need to see I ran away from still
A picture me moving is a look at real
I swear that I'm progressing
I'm not going anywhere
Running in circles running in place
Dog chasing it's tail never get it
Or regrets results faced
Used to create art cause of all my scars
Matinee wanted people validate my art
Daniel says the project was bit manic
True but truthfully it was bit panicked
Put so much air in balloon
No take off don't understand it
Knew someone who dropped out mid of semester
Thought that on the outside he could create it better
In the end he couldn't get that shit together
Know that'll be me if I don't flip the lever
Don't know who I am it got lost in translation
Explaining to you explaining to me was over explaining
Look in the mirror
Razor to head watched as hair fell
I'm either ending this chapter
Or ending myself
Why am I running from everything felt
What happened to when I accepted the hell
Did it all right still I'm not doing well
Who am I truth be told I couldn't tell
Tried but didn't get it right
Tryna catch up but I'm far behind
Ran away but there's nowhere to hide
Scared if I search what I will find
Torn gotta pick side
She says either way take time (Mhm)
To fall into an ocean and I'm sinking
Anxiety holds me down
Manic depression stops me breathing
Prides got me locked in
Couldn't imagine leaving
The smiles are the lies
To those outside to be misleading
New semester for everyone
Except for me I got a new slate
New blackboard assignments posted
I'm writing down the same things
College life now
Is just a place that I aint
Girls, classes, and events
Fletcher wants me to visit on campus
Don't have the heart to say I can't
Left that shit behind why revisit again
Often look back but never go in
Too many questions as is
Dropped out for sanity and a dream
I'm still losing it plus summer passed I barely wrote a thing
Wondering was missing out on campus life worth all this shit
Will I look back and regret
Changed the equation is there any surprise I turned out so different
Tried but didn't get it right
Tryna catch up but I'm far behind (Mhm)
Ran away but there's nowhere to hide
Scared if I search what I will find (Mhm-hmm)
Torn gotta pick side
She says either way take time
Need a helping hand from rents they barely lent a thumb
Going through shit I need to know they tell me none
Not enough to put name down for the house
Owners threaten five days or else they'll kick me out
Questioned in park by cops I'm twenty one it's nine past ten
Eating Dons on a summer night only thing that gets past them
Work has me stressed to the point I might just tear
Close to break down receiving messages from there
Sitting on a bridge thinking bout the end
Chapters gone on too long my patience wearing thin
Call to God but I'm stuck on voicemail
The voices in my head got out of cells
Things I need to see I ran away from still
A picture me moving is a look at real
I swear that I'm progressing
I'm not going anywhere
Running in circles running in place
Dog chasing it's tail never get it
Or regrets results faced
Used to create art cause of all my scars
Matinee wanted people validate my art
Daniel says the project was bit manic
True but truthfully it was bit panicked
Put so much air in balloon
No take off don't understand it
Knew someone who dropped out mid of semester
Thought that on the outside he could create it better
In the end he couldn't get that shit together
Know that'll be me if I don't flip the lever
Don't know who I am it got lost in translation
Explaining to you explaining to me was over explaining
Look in the mirror
Razor to head watched as hair fell
I'm either ending this chapter
Or ending myself
Why am I running from everything felt
What happened to when I accepted the hell
Did it all right still I'm not doing well
Who am I truth be told I couldn't tell
Tried but didn't get it right
Tryna catch up but I'm far behind
Ran away but there's nowhere to hide
Scared if I search what I will find
Torn gotta pick side
She says either way take time (Mhm)
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Writer(s): Timothy Harmon
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