I'm getting signs from flying planes
They're Saying stop and fix this fading dying days
Before the light will rise to red
(Before the lights will rise to)
And I will sink into my bed
Hide away from my self blame
Cause playing my mind is not a shame
Into a world of self and face
Entire wall of color taste
I've been caught up in my ways
From feelings of dying doves my field became this gray
Well now I'm stuck again my mind has drowned
My overthinking got me facing ground
And every time I chose a line
A brand new stop sign ran and came to mind
A lovely place of misconstrued
(A lovely place of misconstrued)
My Jelly mind right now cannot be rude
Hide away from my self blame
Cause playing my mind is not a shame
Into a world of self and face
Entire wall of color taste
To grab myself with my own hands
(Grab myself with my own hands)
Seems so hard without a plan
(Seems so hard without a)
Tendency to make it feel like I'm
Back on track not back to none
Gone again to catch the sun
