Taste

Own pressure

Taking my breath

Its like I don't have the time

Can't sleep I roll around

You swim or you drown

Slowly messing with my time

Its like photographing waves

You go up and down

Concentrate on your pace

2x This is my year of manifestation

Got a little taste of what I came for

Music is a drug I will pay for

Cause it makes me feel better than anything

Sometimes i dont know how i feel

So i sit down and talk to you

You whisper secrets to my ear

My secret therapist

 

With you i cannot lose myself

Are we the same and one thing

Sometimes i cant believe you could be part Of me

You make me like myself

 

2x This is my year of manifestation

Got a little taste of what I came for

Music is a drug I will pay for

Cause it makes me feel better than anything