High Time Now

Where is the recognition
I'm out at intermission
Dotting the fine line on a piece of organized crime
And you're out with her, when we lose control
We get these familiar emotions, that condition of ourself

I'm waiting for recognition, but really I'm praying for [?]
On a central guy to the night sky
If you see me smile, don't get it confused
A soft [?] of suggestion but really I'm a recluse

Where is the recognition
She struggles with imprecision
He turned to her and said, "You're the prettiest girl I've ever met"
For you have sung my praises, existential, and other human crazes
It's high time for me now to leave this world behind

He wanted more recognition, but she went dancing with bad decisions
They turned to her and said, "You're the craziest girl we've ever met"
So don't do it again, cause maybe there won't be again
It's high time for you now, to leave this world behind

She got her recognition, but it ended in demolition
Trouble [?]

Off to the Heaven's doors where she could see herself now more
[?]