Why do I stay at home writing songs
If i don't go out living like my friends do
Cuz i cant keep reminiscing bout everything
Hypothetically speaking
I want to be the aviator of my dreams
To find the right sound for this beat
This is a message from the other side
I'm bound to lose as I lose my mind
I sit at home and I don't care 'bout what they say
But I know in my heart that I still do
I've sunken now, I'm holding on to life
I can't let go of past tense, if it makes sense
But I want to be the aviator of my dreams
To find the right sound for this beat
This is a message from the other side
I'm bound to lose as I lose my mind