I go down to the coffee house on the corner
I see the server went to my school from before
The bathroom wall prophecies
He wrote on the wall bout me
Were realised
I go up to the no mans land of a counter
I order T staring at his two barrelled frown the
Paper cup policy
He wrote on the side for me
Made this boy cry
I get jet lag
I'm acclimatised to a time
In my mind till they call me by a name
That's a mismatch
Every time I'm moving forward
Living my best life took awhile to get it sorted
Then ripped back
Hurts like whiplash
I get jet lag
I go back to the same old house I grew up in
I swung by the pub for five pints worth of numbing
My mother claims clairvoyance
She loves through disappointment
And so do I
I go in to the living room to see my Dad
Bottle of malbec after the five pints we just had
Told him I got dead named
He started to advocate
For the other guy
I get jet lag
I'm acclimatised to a time
In my mind till they call me by a name
That's a mismatch
Every time I'm moving forward
Living my best life took awhile to get it sorted
Then ripped back
Hurts like whiplash
I get jet lag
I only get out the good side of my new bed
But days can turn the evenings into nightmares
My new voice harmonised with my head
Till I hear things that throw me off
I get jet lag
I'm acclimatised to a time
In my mind till they call me by a name
That's a mismatch
Every time I'm moving forward
Living my best life took awhile to get it sorted
Then ripped back
Hurts like whiplash
I get jet lag