Wake up Saturday and I got bad vibes
Achin in my brain, my schedule real tight
Fake and implicated cuz of last night
Ain't got shit to say but I don't feel quiet
Only see four hours that I dozed on
I don't belong nowhere, I am no one
I just feel like goin to oblivion, oblivion
I'm tight in chest, I'm tight in chest, I'm tight
Eyesight compress, eyesight compress, eyesight
I hide in the attic, so guilty and panicked
What's right I guess, what's right I guess, what's right
Ice my conscience, ice my conscience, ice my
Frozen and static, but hopin I'll manage
It's not what I expected
Comin round the corner
Shot through my perception
Runnin down my border
Not what I expected
Comin round the corner
Shot through my perception
Runnin down my border
Watched how you been takin up all my time
Saw another player on the right side
Gotta run away, feel like I might die
But you caught me on the stage when I said bye bye
Saturday turned into Sunday
I could see us f*ck when you're in LA
I could become nothing while you get famous
See things that match, see things that match, see things
Beings attract, beings attract, beings
You fit the occasion, sunlit liberation
No strings attached, no strings attached, no strings
But feelins they catch, feelins they catch, feelins
And though I sat patient with no expectation
You're not what I expected
Comin round the corner
Shot through my perception
Runnin down my border
Not what I expected
Comin round the corner
Shot through my perception
Runnin down my border
Kiss me on the forehead again
Fit me into your moment again
Kiss me on the forehead again
Fit me into your moment again
Kiss me on the forehead again