Setting fires. And dark desires. And nights I can't recall. I've woke up flying. With the angels with no one to catch me. When I fall. . I'm going down the wrong road.
I stare at your face, into your eyes. Outside there's so much passing us by. All of the sounds, all of the sights. Over the earth and under the sky. Too much cold and too much rain.
Who's ego trippin' suckers need to start to skippin' remove. . the fork from my anus because I ain't done.. . One of a kind never to be figured out, but oh naw,.
I'm always too late. I see the train leaving. I'm always laughing. When it's not cool to smile. . I'm always aiming. But somehow keep missing. So how did you get here.
I've been so wrapped up in my warm cocoon. But something's happening, things are changing soon. I'm pushing the edge, feeling it crack. And once I get out, there's no turning back.