Letras
The exits just an entrance
The four walls and the fences
I can read the room yea I sensed it
I can read the room yea I sensed it
Cigarettes, burning like the hills we're visiting
The cheap facade we've been living in
Is fading like this pen I've written with
I question who's really listening
Got problems save it for another night
Gotta decide when to sit down
FOMO bout some bullshit
Like am I even really missing out?
No, No, I ain't missing out
No, praying for direction
Before it goes south
Train wreck and a plane crash
A migraine brought the pain back
Red eyes on a Red-eye
But I'll make use of these 10 hours
Shame I never made time
Butterflies on the grapevine
Memories got erased
But I still look forward to the grey skies
You told me don't ignore the signs
Voices that come from the vine
Butterfly, would you please tell me something nice
Help me find what I'm looking for
Same things you don't need anymore
And if I should disappear
Would you see nothing here?
Wait on another life
Just like the other night