Torn apart
All my futuristic ways take pause
I hold on to an almost lost cause
I ride with a ghost; no one
Solo mission still getting it done
Prime vision for this one
I read ahead and see the ending
So yes i want it now
Speed time up
Instead of slowing it down
Instead of roamin' around
Instead of going through town
With no app to the map
I point, and say this is home now
Pack up nothing
Because starting fresh is the key
Optimize all feelings
When you remember of me
That's why I'm just time checkin'
And yes we on time
Just wish the pace would pick-up
Before i go out of my mind
And hey
Clean up your room
For the fiftythousiendth time
:)
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