Slomo

It's sad but I stopped going outside
Got no taste for drinking on the weeknights
My old friends are all the same
Always bumping to No Parties in LA
Just barhops and clubs and pains
Turn em back into number in my phone in days

They might text me "how you been?"
And I might answer I have some time
But I've lost my appetite
I only got one toxic trait
It's being, being myself (aye)
And I'm tired of saying all these things
When we don't even relate

And I told you all
That I won't be home
Cause I'm taking it slow
But don't want you to know
Where I've gone
So stop hitting my phone
You don't need me, you know?
You'll never catch me in slo-mo

I don't want all the time to pass on by
Cause I like to think I have no time
I guess I'm impatient this way
I'm just hoping for a different day
Just trying to get my way
Don't wanna break my bones to get paid

And they'll ask me "where you've been?"
I guess I found out that I have some plans
And I'm not going out tonight now
Now they all want me to stay
I guess I found some bigger and better things
I'm not trying to be that way
But I think I found a new place

And I told you all
That I won't be home
Cause I'm taking it slow
But don't want you to know
Where I've gone
So stop hitting my phone
You don't need me, you know?
You'll never catch me in slo-mo

And I told you all
That I won't be home
Cause I'm taking it slow
But don't want you to know
Where I've gone
So stop hitting my phone
You don't need me, you know?
You'll never catch me in slo-mo