Future Selves

ian (Trap)

Compositor: Ian Smith

Took the way, out, and now you see myself
And by the way, wide awake, hoping I can find a boat before I sink
Find a way, coping, I need so much help, I cannot think
And by the way, every time I think about you, I get weak

I'm about to throw it in, I gave it all of me
We catch that boy outside, and drop his partner to his knees
I dare you, come and find me, that's improbable to me
I read between the lines, you got no power over me

I'm fighting for a spot against the grain, they don't get it
I'm losing touch with Momma, and my Dad, take me back
I promise I'll keep fighting, but I'm scared, I won't make it
Just promise you'll remember what we had, don't forget