Tongue tied in reflection of my twenties

Goodbyes, can only be so many

Faults are all apart of this

Steady aims that I still miss

But I stay grounded

Palm slipping on the ghost of you

Mama hoping for the best for you

At the bottom of the indigo blue

The only way out is through

All eyes on the horizon

Parts of me are stuck underwater in denial

Faults are all apart of this

Things I wish I never did

That have me bounded

Palm slipping on the ghost of you

Mama hoping for the best for you

At the bottom of the indigo blue

The only way out is through

Tripping on a memory

But I forgive the parts of me that never made the finish line

Scars appear after the bleed

Faults are all apart of this like shooting stars and moons eclipse

Faults are all apart of this