4head

It’s been a while since the last time

We had this conversation

It’s been normal and I

Hate to admit that I miss your distraction

And I miss how to feel excited

to get on my feet

Don’t care about things

Happened to my feelings

Where did we go?

Where did we go wrong?

‘Cause I feel like

I’m losing my touch

Can’t never go back to where it all started

I’m racing with myself

And it hurts so much

Ahead we go

Now that I try to believe

I can make something good

out of nothing

It’s insane that I’m still breathing

Now that ahead we go

Trust me this time

I feel like miles away from those

I call perfection

It’s been fifth time

Rewriting all the bad stuff

With no hesitation

Oh I missed how to to feel

Excited to get on my feet

Don’t care about things

Happened to my feelings

Where did we go?

Where did we go?

Where did we go wrong?

‘Cause I feel like

I’m losing my touch

Can’t never go back to where it all

started

I’m racing with myself

And it hurts so much

Ahead we go

Now that I try to believe

I can make something good out of

nothing

It’s insane that I’m still breathing

Now that ahead we go

Trust me this time