ComingToTerms

Waiting, changing, switching stories

I won't be here in the morning

Nobody knows me like you know me

I wouldn't like me if I knew me

I do not know how you do it

The things you do, I know you getting it

No passion sitting in the back with me

Team one, two, three, meet the faculty

I could wish upon a falling star, but we know that I'll never believe in that shit

I could go and fall in the fog, but you know that I'll be coming right back, yeah

Yeah, ain't no other way that I could see us coming to terms

Coming to terms, yeah, yeah

I was on the dirt road, I was in a bad place, I don't wanna hurt no more

I've been down bad before

When winters are cold and the day's always dark

Ain't no other way that I could see us coming to terms

Hard for me to think about it, hard for me to be around it

Frog in my throat, so it's hard for me to speak about it

I don't wanna be around it

There ain't no way I'ma get around it

Never stops, never learning