Please excuse the wait, I'll be coming home soon Passing by the moon to break you out of heaven Coincidence or fate? I will make time for yourself I'll prioritize your health by 2027 I need out 'Cause I'm burning at both ends Chasing clout I don't need any more friends to pull me in I'll make some time for you when I get home From my trip to Saturn Partying alone, familiar pattern And ready or not, I'm falling into the future soon Feels like the walls are caving in No signs of solace found within My time's running out Maybe I'll be wrong, and find joy beyond belief Sighing with relief as life becomes relaxing Though it's been far too long, and I'm afraid to see The weight it burdens me with is becoming taxing