Waiting, changing, switching stories
I wont be here in the morning
Nobody knows me like you know me
I wouldnt like me if I knew me
I do not know how you do it
The things you do, I know you getting it
No passion sitting in the back with me
Team one, two, three, meet the faculty
I could wish upon a falling star, but we know that Ill never believe in that shit
I could go and fall in the fog, but you know that Ill be coming right back, yeah
Yeah, aint no other way that I could see us coming to terms
Coming to terms, yeah, yeah
I was on the dirt road, I was in a bad place, I dont wanna hurt no more
Ive been down bad before
When winters are cold and the days always dark
Aint no other way that I could see us coming to terms
Hard for me to think about it, hard for me to be around it
Frog in my throat, so its hard for me to speak about it
I dont wanna be around it
There aint no way Ima get around it
Never stops, never learning