Nobody told

Nobody showed me

How to make sense of or make amends with broken heart

Stolen

The Moment is golden

Pressure

Getting money

The people look for

Selling their feelings

Down the street

On the other side

Oh fallen

Like Truman

Seeing the stars on this synthetic sky

All night long

It’ll take me some time

But I’m never gonna let you down

Gotta make this happen

Wait until it’s over

And go

Figured that it’s time to move on

Held it back

But now im talkin physical

Ain’t gon stop

I quit the metaphors, be literal

And we be stepping outside

We be living life

And every moment when it hits

It’s time to realize

Stuff

I mean say that with an open chest

Ain’t seen us move like that

Freak out but we make it through the stress

Guess what’s next