Through The Cracks

Taking care
Cashing in never felt so good
I thought it should
No one knows when you're alone
But truly, you're balanced with the world
You're unobserved
Anomaly from monotony
You're sectioned off but surely cool as fuck
And feeling stuck
Bombing hills, drinking, apathy
Has finally led these burnt wheels through the cracks
No turning back

But now
Fear that you
Are sinking in the blues
The low of lows in which you're getting high
All the time
The fire always burns
But still don't know how to utilize it

Their eyes will veer
As you're still steering into the mud
The worst of blood
Asphyxiating anxiety is stressing all these nerves into the core
Who's keeping score?
This paranoia is perforating hopes of pulling up into the top
Won't let it stop
Excuses stacking and mental cracking
Finally led these burnt wheels through the cracks
No turning back

But now
Fear that you
Are sinking in the blues
The low of lows in which you're getting high
All the time
The fire always burns
But still don't know how to utilize it

You're always falling forwards
And never looking back
You're always falling forwards
And never looking back
You're always falling forwards
And never looking back
You're always falling forwards
And never looking back