Top Gun (From the Top)

I put my feet to the ground
I took my chance but started running out
Of what I thought I would keep
Some type of normalcy
The walls I built in-between (grow higher)
I thought handled it clean
Turns out it’s not what it seems
Nobody cares what it means (I figured out)

Right back on the broken track
I don’t wanna be alone
Waiting for my time to go
Sink down, all around it’s the will I lack
Waiting for myself to see
It’s harder than I thought it’d be

Make a list
There’s a lot of things
I don’t want to miss
In-between
All that goes unseen

It’s for the best
I guess
That’s a lie to me
Caught inside a mess
I don’t want
It’s become routine

I put the pieces in place
But once again I’ll make the same mistakes
Forcing down the things I always wanna say
For the sake of comfortability
But what’s the point of all that comfort brings
When you don’t understand it’s a plan to only try not keep

Chased down, all around, got me still attached
More than I would even know, more than I would like to show
Lose track, I relapse, it’s control I lack
I don’t wanna be without it anymore, I just want it back

It’s probably for the best, I give this all a rest
Go take some time, to try and clear my mind
It’s probably for the best, I give this all a rest
Go take some time, to try and clear my fucking mind