Top Gun (From The Top)

I put my feet to the ground

I took my chance but started running out

Of what I thought I would keep

Some type of normalcy

The walls I built in-between (Grow higher)

I thought handled it clean

Turns out it's not what it seems

Nobody cares what it means (I figured out)

Right back on the broken track

I don't wanna be alone

Waiting for my time to go

Sink down, all around it's the will I lack

Waiting for myself to see

It's harder than I thought it'd be

Make a list

There's a lot of things

I don't want to miss

In-between

All that goes unseen

It's for the best

I guess

That's a lie to me

Caught inside a mess

I don't want

It's become routine

I put the pieces in place

But once again I'll make the same mistakes

Forcing down the things I always wanna say

For the sake of comfortability

But what's the point of all that comfort brings

When you don't understand it's a plan to only try not keep

Chased down, all around, got me still attached

More than I would even know, more than I would like to show

Lose track, I relapse, it's control I lack

I don't wanna be without it anymore, I just want it back

Make a list

There's a lot of things

I don't want to miss

In-between

All that goes unseen

It's for the best

I guess

That's a lie to me

Caught inside a mess

I don't want

It's become routine

It's probably for the best, I give this all a rest

Go take some time, to try and clear my mind

It's probably for the best, I give this all a rest

Go take some time, to try and clear my fucking mind