Testing

Can I say I’ve lost myself?

Or would it be too much?

For everyone at home

Can I say I’ve turned on myself for all the things that I’ve done?

And everyone I’ve wronged

What did you expect?

Hold me by the neck

I get too high

We started this for fun

Now they acting like I won

I could see both sides

It’s hard to keep it low-key

When everyone’s your homie

I see the inside of a bottle when I’m lonely

Maybe I’m projecting

I’ll tell you what I don’t see

I’m looking for a friend where there used to be the old me

Every night’s so high

Like everything you pictured

I’m so high

Every night’s so high

Like everything you pictured

I’m so high

Come with me and you’ll see a world of pure imagination

You’ll be free

What they see so far from all your limitations

Come with me and you’ll see a world of pure imagination

Pure imagination

A world of pure imagination

Pure imagination