I keep thinking I keep drinking way too much You keep dreaming you keep clicking for the grind I know I know a spot, I'll meet you there You know the way, or so I hope We'd throw paper planes off a multistorey car park And some homeless guy'd come up to me and say "U got some skinz?" and then he'd write his name in blood On the wall I don't have time It's been a year and you're still living in my head rent free I've got some fees to pay and some words I chose to leave unsaid I still believe, I still have time I'll meet you there, or so I hope The higher you climb the better the view But I'm scared of heights