it's lavish.

guess i better move to a fresher approach.

oh it's you.

you're fighting for the front row, that's a nice try.

you can be so cold, midwest indigo.

it's just the beginning of lavish from the floor to the ceiling.

stand up straight now.

no, not me, it's for a friend. no, not me, it's for a friend. no, not me, it's for a friend. no, not me, it's for a friend. denial.

check on your friends every once in a while even if they say..

way too short for my soul, corazón.

i'm coming in hot, hot shot hypocrisy.

your favorite song was on the oldies station, push on through.

what happened to what i brushed under the rug?

did you pull up yet? (not yet!)

i feel like i was just here, same twitching in my eyes.

days feel like a perfect length, I don't need 'em any longer but for goodness sake do the years seem way too short for my soul corazón. way too short for my soul, corazón.

TWO MINUTES!

my dad just lost his mom, i think that everybody leaves.

and let it show, let it flow, shine. let it flow, let it show, shine.

while all the world's asleep, i walk around instead through the memories down the halls in my head.

i've been here before and i've got time.

it's the fear of the unknown that cripples every step we take.

pardon my delay im navigating, im navigating my head.

only consistency in your periphery is fear and the bridge of your nose, and as you move about, you learn to tune 'em out but they say they continue to grow.

reaching out on my way home.

it's a different blue and it's deeper than it's been.

just keep your plans, i hope that you never have to drop.

then overtake your former self.

what i was wearing, the yellow dashes in the street.

now he can't hold out his hand without it shaking.

even if they say just keep your plans, i hope that you never have to drop.

in a season of lessons learned and giving up, you learn what you can and can't take.

now i see intentions don't mean much.

room on the payroll, everyone can live comfortably.

give me some advice, i am wasting all this time.

room on the payroll, everyone can live comfortably.

i'm testing the limits of what a mind can do. i'm keeping my eyelids up no matter what.

on the ground are banditos fighting while i find nico even though i'm past the point of no return.

and now it's all gone, all of that progress lost today.

rat race, place to place adding weight.

keep it cool, keep the mood androgynous.

keep your pretty eyes on course.

push on through.

what's your eta? (two minutes!)

so please, keep it in mind. check on your friends every once in a while even if they say..

how things change so rapidly.

tendencies on repeat innit.

ride around 270 on kawasaki tees.

then i heard 'hey kid get out of the road!'

disassociate, i'm navigating, i'm navigating my head.