These days it feels like
I'm ghosting
Going from place to place
never in one spot, posting
I'm staying close to
the coast
cause the ocean's the
only place I call home
Forgot about the one
I grew up in
by taking smoke to my
dome
Now instead I feel like an
alien
abandoned by his planet
and sent out to roam
But when in Rome I
don't even wear the Roman clothes
and God knows I don't
think the way they do
I used to have a
group
but now I'm my
own crew
And everyone's got each
other's back right?
Naw, I got my own dude.
tell me I'll pull through
and I'll show you why you're
wrong
There's nothing keeping
me here
by the end of this song
I could be gone
Dust in the wind
with one pill or
one cut
Cause my brain's tired
from thinking too
much
and not getting a
single answer
this thought that it's
not worth it is
spreading like cancer
but I think it's
pretty like a dancer
at my funeral there
to dance me away
while I go
you know?
It wouldn't be too bad
to be a
ghost