we're blazing on that new found haze
i'm seeing in the blacks and grays
i'm hoping that the basket sways
sit and talk shit all night
does that make it right for smoke
or am i just seeing shit?
seeing the pain inside in this house of fear
you don't even wanna know about the things i hear
i'm just wishing it's ambition that got you
you'll be fishing for far too long
you're the bad guy in this movie
i don't breathe the pollution
and the only solution is making shit confusing
and it ain't about who's winning or losing
it's bout the path that you're choosing
time heals pain and promotes self-soothing
when the scars are gone you can't see bruising
wanted three things: watches
i'm getting caught up in the feelings that they bring
losing touch with reality
it's starting to fog up my clarity
traveling in the day but you're still looking far to me
bulls eye you the dot to me
can't even begin to spot 'em
i'm sad about shit that never happened
nothing but truth will leave my mouth
i'm tryna fucking scream but the words won't come out
tryna fuckin' scream but the words won't come out
sudden not to see the elephant in this room
disguised as your perfume
but the smell of it consumes
you can search the world but you will never find
i see everything you've done to me
i probably woulda ran from ya
that outfit cause you stunnin'
begging cause i'm losing mage
got me feeling some type of way i can't explain
when i told you i was over you