Hook:

Your eyes/
Your mind/
Your hips/
You thighs/
Your lips/
Your smile/
I hate that I’m dreaming/

Verse 1:

It don’t make no sense/
It won’t come together/
I see you in my head/
But I don’t know you better/
Could it be the weather/
Chills that don’t need a sweater/
Subconscious playing with my fears/
And you’re the scarer/
Dialogue picks apart my guilt/
And every secret spilt/
I try to form a rebuttal/
But it’s like my vocals mute/
You pile it on/
And I’m covered in loose laundry/
I find myself under the sheets/
And your head, You put it on me/
You’re scared to settle/
But am I talking bout myself/
Chasing dreams/
In a world that only cares about the wealth/
Would you do or die/
If I wasn’t by your side/
I blink/
To a surprise when I open my eyes/
The lust of many/
But the loves it’s running empty/
What we have is real/
Yet you can’t have it here with me/
Your voice is in my headphones/
As I’m laying in my bedroom/
Slowly open my eyes/
To get out of my head room/

Verse 2:

Induce a psychosis/
With your hypnosis/
I get lost in your eyes/
But I also find focus/
Pupils center a galaxy/
I’m on earth intergalacticly/
Seeing you in dreams/
Tryin to find you in reality/
Coincidences/
Or we can say it happens magically/
Haunted by the idea/
That I don’t want another man after me/
Cause youre the majesty/
That tragically/
Can fracture me/
So I’m off at the head/
Like Jango Fett/
Cut the scene/

Movie flow/
Remind me of crazy/beautiful/
Edge of tomorrow/
When I see you on a Friday though/
Gone 60 seconds/
In the stars like where Laura go/
Eternal sunshine on the spotless mind/
Lauren from The Truman show/