Imaginary Friends

Part 1, produced by Ben Lemoing

[Verse]
I figured i'd be safe for the moment
I've been taking cover where I know that Annie won't hit
I don't have a signal here and every day is solstice
Don't feel like I'm running, I'll enjoy the sun glowing
And I don't feel so alone now
Made some new friends to walk with me on this lone route
No more missed calls, I don't get them on my phone now
Sorry I can't answer, I'll call back when I'm not so down
But there's no telling when that'll be
So I dreamed up a house with a new balcony
Some new cars, a good life with all my real friends
And my boyfriend - everything I need for a happy end
I just hope I don't get woken up any time soon
Cause now I don't have the feeling of pending doom
I'm happy for now, but the fear's alive and kicking
I hope my friends don't leave, God knows imma miss em

[Bridge]
You're all I really need
There's nowhere else I'd rather be
With you, I feel safe instantly
You always come back to me

Part 2, produced by Miles Canady
[Verse]
Sick to my stomach and breathing heavier than I should, calm down and zone out again? I wish I could
Annie called me 30 times and left a voicemail, I thought me & her had that no-contact rule understood
I kinda knew she wouldn't care about that, I blocked her number, she got a new one and called me right back
Tore me from this cloud that I was on, now I'm spiraling down & depression's waiting cause it knows I'm not finna fight back
"Will I win this time? I'm not so sure yet, cause it can lure me back to it off of pure threats
The featherweight versus my mental health's heavyweight champion that can make my thoughts race fast as Corvettes
Am I strong enough to move past this or will Annie show up unannounced for one last kiss?
I'm still fending off Lonely Ness and I can't mask it, when I'm vulnerable is when she can strike fastest"
These are my thoughts while this weight comes back to my chest, my stomach empty and heaving, I feel the passive regression
Another failed escape, my mind is asking me questions - "you ready to give up?" The fact I can try is a blessing
The door's open and I try to run for it, got shot down but I keep crawling towards it
Imprisoned by fear, the concept isn't too foreign, hope nonexistent and my patience getting more thin
And I don't wanna go back, but there's no other way
I feel myself shut down, while I sing about my friends hoping they don't go away

[Hook 2]
Me and my imaginary friends
I'll never be alone again