JOURNEY HOME

On my Journey Home I return drugged up and bruised
Battered up I'm like a lamb just on the drugs I used
In the grass I tumble thinking of the shit I do
Like why would I go do this to myself I think it's cuz of you
I'm just walking through a forest it looks barely visited
And I swear these trees are swaying I could swear that they were edited
But I ignore them cuz I just can't get you off my mind
I sometimes look in the mirror and I simply can't be found
And then I look inside your eyes and I swear that I go blind
Cuz I can't see nobody else it's like a curse from God
All I see is you an angel or is that just your facade
Cuz I've never met an angel which has never told me lies

And yet I'm trying to move forward and it simply isn't moving
Even though I was proving to myself I was inproving
But what was added my mind was quickly thinking of removing
I looked my future in the eyes it looked back at me disapproving
It was confusing cuz the oozing stare it was producing
Was the same one that my teachers used to give me when I was schooling
All this hurt I was inducing to my kin,
was introducing
A new type of pain called love
Damn

I look at the sky I think of you
I think it's the stars they make the view
But by the time that It's us 2
I think it's us who is the few
But nobody ever told me
That love just simply isn't meant to be
I think of you you think of me
Yet I know that me and you will never be

I look at the sky I think of you
I think it's the stars they make the view
But by the time that It's us two
I think it's us who is the few
But nobody ever told me
That love just simply isn't meant to be
I think of you you think of me
Yet I know that me and you will never be

Never be together
And I will never forget her
Yet like all these songs together some girls will have a vendetta
And it will make quite a dilemma
Cuz girls stream it like the antenna
And people say things which are hella
Crazy about my Cinderella baby
Hold up wait
I'm on the roadblock and it's telling me to chill
I hate these guys they eat a couple-woah not on this record bro
But I'm stuck inside my mind and a road is on the way
so I'm stumbling and I'm tumbling until I make it to my bed
I finally found my door and it was clear inside my head

The key inside the door I started turning but instead
The door already open felt a little bit of dread
But whatever I went through it ain't like it's my job to imbue it
So I'm walking up the stairs and I'm bout to go through it I'm beat
I look at my bed I close my eyes but I can't go to sleep
It's frustrating and I hate when this happens to me
Cuz just how is it possible to be this tired I can't see
But what I didn't know at the time was that this whole LP
Was something just a little special; not what it would seem
Because this specific album: it was all a dream