neon sky
I know myself. i know my limitations. i know exactly who i'm trying to be and how i'm trying to do it. i have goals, dreams, aspirations, and all the tools set aside for me to complete these. i am in control of me, my future, and my situation. i have everything i could ever want, need, or desire. every time i look into this great city’s skyline, i am reminded of how little time i have left. 3 months, minus tour, so only two months. i wonder if we’ll ever gaze into each other's eyes again, you and i. hеre. oh neon signs, you rip my soul into a million shining stars
Your parasocial relationship with feeling likе shit has drowned me and all of your friends
Sometimes i silence my phone and lay on my bed suffocating in your sin
Half of the time i think you’re real,, but i just know you’re a manifestation of everything i loved as a tween
But from experience i’ve held you in my arms, falling, and falling, again
Oh, running once again
To, a place i’ve never been
Will this really be my home
Well, without you i don't think so!
An unhealthy attachment to couches, slept in for a week in a time
Driving through the city, no moon to see
But every time i look into the vegas skyline, there’s not a single star in sight
Except for you of course, but i can only see you from nose hill, calgary
Who are you now
I can feel us sinking again
Who are you now
Am i even really your friend
Oh, running once again
To, a place i’ve never been
Will this really be my home
Well, without you i don't think so!
(unintelligable)
I was watching a friend talk about their own future demise while the lover of their dreams danced with their soon-to-be partner behind their back. when gaining insight into your own mind costs you your own wellbeing, is it truly worth it? when i was a kid i wondered where i would go. i mean, i always kind of knew i would be doing what i do know but i could only really imagine “home” as my house, and by bed and stuff. i wonder if i’ll meet anyone so divinely comforting that i’ll question my future demise for them. will i be a martyr for the heart? i thought you’d say that. i am a little compulsive, haha. anyways they’ll see you soon, bye