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