Stigmatism
I've been sleeping in hell
I don't know
If there's something wrong with
Being so high
Laying down on my floor
Two pills down
I can't get up no more
Still I'm standing back up and I'm going on a drive
Make a FaceTime call, your voice keeping me alive
But I can't see the road and I can't see the lines
Cars turn in a blur, lights look like your eyes
You can't even see
Your stigmatism bleeds
My red eye on a midnight flight
The second you decide to see me
Driving so fast it's a flyby
I can't even see you when you're outside
Left eye blurry, but my right's still fine
Hopefully this sign in on my right side
You were on my left
That's why your memory's blurry
Only one to drive but you left in a hurry
Way too drunk and I shouldn't even have my keys
But I'm going on a drive
Make a FaceTime call, your voice keeping me alive
But I can't see the road and I can't see the lines
Cars turn in a blur, lights look like your eyes
Still I'm standing back up and I'm going on a drive
Make a FaceTime call, your voice keeping me alive
But I can't see the road and I can't see the lines
Cars turn in a blur, lights look like your eyes
I don't know
If there's something wrong with
Being so high
Laying down on my floor
Two pills down
I can't get up no more
Still I'm standing back up and I'm going on a drive
Make a FaceTime call, your voice keeping me alive
But I can't see the road and I can't see the lines
Cars turn in a blur, lights look like your eyes
You can't even see
Your stigmatism bleeds
My red eye on a midnight flight
The second you decide to see me
Driving so fast it's a flyby
I can't even see you when you're outside
Left eye blurry, but my right's still fine
Hopefully this sign in on my right side
You were on my left
That's why your memory's blurry
Only one to drive but you left in a hurry
Way too drunk and I shouldn't even have my keys
But I'm going on a drive
Make a FaceTime call, your voice keeping me alive
But I can't see the road and I can't see the lines
Cars turn in a blur, lights look like your eyes
Still I'm standing back up and I'm going on a drive
Make a FaceTime call, your voice keeping me alive
But I can't see the road and I can't see the lines
Cars turn in a blur, lights look like your eyes
Credits
Writer(s): Kaz, Milo, Trevor Steele
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