Ayia / 2Ks (Hold The Fort) - Draft Mix

Yeah
Yeah
Twilight Mirage City
Left CPH for now, still got the 2Ks with me though
Before summer I'd been sleeping so little for so long
I'd forgotten what it's like to wake up remembering what you dreamt
And trying to grab onto it, you know
Or being half lucid
With a piece of a song in your head you just can't place
Yeah
Alright
Yeah, yeah
In Ayia Napa, clubbing on a Sunday, disassociation at its fullest
For a while I feel the pleasures of overwhelming senses
If the strobes get too strong
Focus on the rhythm to lead my attention
Eyes closed, let the sounds guide my mental
Don't wanna get lost in the stabbing
The blare slicing through my headspace
Ghosts say my name every now and then
At least twenty times thought someone I knew was calling me
Take a break, fresh air, dizziness kicks in
Lack of sleep catching up
Monday night, sitting on the bench, staring at the same club
See sleeveless men, muscular, vapid personas, forming circles
On the sides they dance, crudeness on blast
For them ain't no special day
Middle of May
What if this is just how they spend their every night, uh
Here we are sharing a space with them
Grad tripping, trying to avoid tripping up on a nightly basis
Pre-gaming by the pool
Play paranoia to heighten the mood round the table
These type of nights the ones I'll come back to on the regular
The club we start every night at
They definitely owned by the mafia
First impression, a few cops talking to the owner
Inside got balloons blowing up on every corner
They don't give a fuck
Pulling up on one of those scooters I don't like
Cole said "the promoter got a burner ting", Keem style
Second one fell out
Nights go by and we get deeper into this world
Trying to find the few true people who roam among the soulless
Reality starts to blur each night, losing focus
Subconscious wants to remain in that state, yeah
Pheromone, I see more and more slowly succumb
To the repetition of dreams in the red ambience
Hoping the sorrow doesn't burst their bubble
One-three-three-ten deal
Last round for the early flight back, yeah

Back in the city
My grandpa reading my palm
For the first time in over half a decade
The decorations are put in place
Moving onto the next stage
Twilights longer than ever
Time to ride through the city
Days become free of necessities and partying takes over
This girl just got way more beautiful
And I swear to god it ain't have shit to do with-
But the views do have me feeling like
It's still May but the sun coming up early as fuck
Like it's summer solstice
See the dawn approaching on the way home
Old flame if such a thing exists for me
I could've brought up "Purple Rain" instead I let it die out again
Guess I'll leave you with the impression that I haven't changed
Caricature of your brother is what I might seem like to you
Ain't wanted to see barely anyone since you left
Not how I'd do it but fair enough
Some people like to disconnect from their past
Create a distinct phase in life
Yeah
Recording "Air" at James's
Take a break on the balcony, the room is too warm
No fan, closed windows, mic on
Wonder if I knew it'd be the last time I would record in that room
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Saying bye to Luis in Spain feels like the true shift
Wish I could head back to permanent sunsets we all saw in that villa
When the end didn't feel imminent
"Seaforth" and "The Ooz" following me through those memories
Ended up coming far quicker for all of us than we could've hoped for
Lisa's Summerhouse the first sign
All eleven might never be together again
Rogan's rooftop where I came to terms with it all
Roskilde Festival, half asleep and sleep deprived
"Maria Maria" a haunted specter for me
My first times peeling in the 2Ks may be close to my last too, heh
I guess I'll never get it and I'm fine with that
But I'd take any excuse to go back to where we went
Snow-covered condos at the harbor
Two nights after "Candy" dropped
These last two weeks in the city
Didn't wanna feel too attached to any one thing
I even started avoiding too much eye contact with those I trust most
Been too numb to feel some of the nostalgia that I hoped for
But trying to not just tick shit off my list when I see you
As if awaiting my fate
Subconscious waiting to leave as if I was only there to say goodbyes
Actually got worse at that this summer
Getting used to staying in motion
From one spot to the next
As the idea I may not see some people ever again kicks in
Why she only start trying to keep the convo going
Once I was gone from the city for good
Ain't wait on me when it could've turned to something
She could walk back in my life at some point
Ain't the one I've felt the strongest for though
I know when it was that I made my first mistake with you
Distant memories of gyms in the shadow of cold February night times
It's all in the past now, too late to retrace my steps
Built a different connection out of how we saw each other
Now I'm here where I am, everyone else where they are
And she's over in -, some of us might grow far apart
Twilight Mirage City, I got a home to remember
2Ks still have some of my people, hold the fort while I'm gone
What if I'm too ambitious for some of those around me
But I still love them though
Yeah
Twilight Mirage City