Music: Tom Barnett
Its like when I close my eyes MAN
I don't feel trapped
Its like an escape from da noise
And all the congested gas
Like when they say im supposed to go
But they didn't really help me once with that
Maybe it was dat was anti
Lonely walks little zoot by da flat
Thinking what im doing next and that
Head gets cold getting panic attacks
So I close my eyes and
Let god deal with the centre of mass
(breathe)
Don't move to da left fam
(breathe)
Don't move to da right MAN
(just be)
Stern in your posture fam
Be like quaresma don't flip flap
Got a soul like its Samsung still
So I still come with a walkman chat
Infrared she wanna cum still
Yea push do red buttoni f u can
Interactive we talk but texting laggin
Its blazay but intentional patterns
Im working on me but selfishly
Not really dealing with matters
That I feel only god can help
Overthinking got me standing still
Doubting myself like do I know myself
That I feel only god can help
Overthinking got me standing still
Lemme close my eyes and time will tell