MYSELF

[Hook]
I see cigarettes, pen, and papers
I see television, pillow, and my friend's car
I see nothing but my projection
I see nothing but a picture of myself

[Verse 1]
I guess it's all in my dream but I was wrong
The feeling of waking up is hurting me more
As I try to crack a smile, I realized there's something wrong
My past still haunting me, keep opening my door
How do I get a piece of cake without changing the part of me
How do I get to know my fate without losing a piece of me
I got my emotion translated in my walls
I wanna dance alone like Chaz in the forest, damn
I miss my friends, we used to roam the city
We talked anything like we pour out our feelings
I need you to talk with me and walk with me
It's another level of boredom and it's killing me
Another day have passed, I still feeling lonely
And I wondered what the fuck is wrong with me
I think I need a girlfriend, even when I'm okay without it
I think I need some alcohol, even I'd rather be sober
I'm gonna quit bitching, quit whining
I'm gonna start creating, start working
I don't wanna be forever 27
I don't wanna be forever 27

[Hook]
I see cigarettes, pen, and papers
I see television, pillow, and my friend's car
I see nothing but my projection
I see nothing but a picture of myself

[Verse 2]
A beautiful day, a beautiful day
Time to start a brand new me and just say hey
I'm just a traveller, I'm a time traveller
I wanna go back in time but why anyway
I wanna keep running from everything
Yet I wanna keep chasing for anything
Gold, glory, and gospel like the Dutch back then
But I know it's not easy like counting one to ten
It's bedtime story like Greek mythology
The question left is where's my Achilles' heels?
Sounds like problem, bruh, you think I'm kidding?
I'm being honest with you, I'm clueless as shit
My friend took me for granted
My lover made my heart broken
Years of finding answer but still left unspoken
I feel like the scum of the fucking Earth
But this time around I'm proving my worth

[Hook]
I see cigarettes, pen, and papers
I see television, pillow, and my friend's car
I see nothing but my projection
I see nothing but a picture of myself