Listen to me let me take you far away
You can fly with pen marks scratched or scribbled on a page
I can break your vision man
Paint you in colours grey
Like the ink form my pen, I'll make you see another way
Remember days when eyes hurt from screens and video games
The first in my family to have to wear a lens
Picture me 16 listening to "Wet Dreamz"
First-year of 6th form, finding out what sex means
I can hear my mum's voice "focus on your education"
It was sort of hard to do with erect aspirations
Here's the thing, man my school deemed christ the king
And these girls they all believed that they were born with sin
Or born to sin?
Man it really wasn't hard convincing
A few of them to come and see the things they're missing
I was speaking with this one girl, wishful thinking
We met a couple times usually just drinking
I've got spirits talking to me really got me thinking
I was reading her like a textbook during exams season
Cold winter nights had us moving I'm not thinking what I'm doing but she likes it and I'm with some friends in some ends
Didn't really take many drugs back then but I can still only tell you how that night begins
Back then It was easier to get things working
Going into school so I could see her in person
Not like hurting your fingers from swiping on Tinder writing some, one line of cheese, man, please
And that ending must've been really sweet
The next day at school she was falling at the feet
Walking the same way home man my heart was skipping beats
I'm gonna ask her out, maybe ask her to meet
So I popped the fucking question
And here's a fucking lesson
Girls that like you will like your attention
I wanna mention 6th form man it really flew by
Time spent with her watching moves all night
You only know the good times when they pass you by and you think that you'll be different but you know that it's a lie
So slow down, try to relax, enjoy life and when you look back you'll smile, ey
Think back
I can't
Bring back
The past
I try so hard I feel regret
Release my grip, man it starts to slip
And then I can forget
Nostalgia is a weapon it can bring you stress
Leave you feeling empty and emotionless
But listen to these words man and feel no fear
"Sometimes I wish I was, where I was, back when I used to wish I was here"
You can fly with pen marks scratched or scribbled on a page
I can break your vision man
Paint you in colours grey
Like the ink form my pen, I'll make you see another way
Remember days when eyes hurt from screens and video games
The first in my family to have to wear a lens
Picture me 16 listening to "Wet Dreamz"
First-year of 6th form, finding out what sex means
I can hear my mum's voice "focus on your education"
It was sort of hard to do with erect aspirations
Here's the thing, man my school deemed christ the king
And these girls they all believed that they were born with sin
Or born to sin?
Man it really wasn't hard convincing
A few of them to come and see the things they're missing
I was speaking with this one girl, wishful thinking
We met a couple times usually just drinking
I've got spirits talking to me really got me thinking
I was reading her like a textbook during exams season
Cold winter nights had us moving I'm not thinking what I'm doing but she likes it and I'm with some friends in some ends
Didn't really take many drugs back then but I can still only tell you how that night begins
Back then It was easier to get things working
Going into school so I could see her in person
Not like hurting your fingers from swiping on Tinder writing some, one line of cheese, man, please
And that ending must've been really sweet
The next day at school she was falling at the feet
Walking the same way home man my heart was skipping beats
I'm gonna ask her out, maybe ask her to meet
So I popped the fucking question
And here's a fucking lesson
Girls that like you will like your attention
I wanna mention 6th form man it really flew by
Time spent with her watching moves all night
You only know the good times when they pass you by and you think that you'll be different but you know that it's a lie
So slow down, try to relax, enjoy life and when you look back you'll smile, ey
Think back
I can't
Bring back
The past
I try so hard I feel regret
Release my grip, man it starts to slip
And then I can forget
Nostalgia is a weapon it can bring you stress
Leave you feeling empty and emotionless
But listen to these words man and feel no fear
"Sometimes I wish I was, where I was, back when I used to wish I was here"
( GAPPA )
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