I've been lost in the wilderness
And losing my direction
I've lost love and its innocence
Thought I had it perfected
I got lost in my thoughts
But you never got lost in my heart
I've been lost in the wilderness
And losing my direction
I've lost love and its innocence
Thought I had it perfected
I got lost in my thoughts
But you never got lost in my heart
What time is it?
Luna looking longing through my window
Simple syrup in my stomach
Sweet and silence for my table
Bitter bread like for the body
Sip the wine like it could save us
Hoping secretly you love me
Even when I hurt you slowly
What day is it? I've been working, searching deeper meaning
It ain't Sunday, but it's sunny, runny eggs all on my toast
We laughing like hyenas over coffee
I prefer the tea, blow the steam
Blowing off the steam and blowing up the tree
What month is it? It was just my birthday, now it's winter
Springing forward, springing forth
Now thankful weather has me tossing, turning, earning keep
Pushing daisies like these beats, I kill 'em often
Missing ruby, but my mom approaches, now I soften, yeah
What year is it? Heard they burning churches in the sip
I sip the yak and sip the sunrise from the teeth of the sky
Wake-up time for goodbye
Butter muffins if you let me
I probably make you forget her
I'll prolly let you forget me
I've been lost in the wilderness
And losing my direction
I've lost love and it's innocence
Thought I had it perfected
I got lost in my thoughts
But you never got lost in my heart
I've been lost in the wilderness
And losing my direction
I've lost love and it's innocence
Thought I had it perfected
I got lost in my thoughts
But you never got lost in my heart
My sleeve be compass, yeah
Heart be leaking cardinal directions, and it's thumping, yeah
Pumping lead, leak all out that bullet call it pilot pen
Patience ain't the only fucking virtue
This is courage, this is prudence, this is justice
Call me Plato, Aristotle from the grotto
Full throttle and I'm bussin', yeah
No time for discussing plans, execution once again
Elocution what I'm into, retribution what I seek
Persecution now and then, persecution on my street
Used to call me property, now address me properly
Every line that I'm authoring, my ancestor's wildest dreams
All I got is love to give, all I got is words to speak
All I got is time to conquer every fear that conquered me
Long week, long life, but it's Sunday afternoon
So I'ma sing this song every time I'm missing you
Long week, long life, but it's Sunday afternoon
I've been looking for myself and Lord knows it's overdue
I've been lost in the wilderness
And losing my direction
I've lost love and its innocence
Thought I had it perfected
I got lost in my thoughts
But you never got lost in my heart
I've been lost in the wilderness
And losing my direction
I've lost love and its innocence
Thought I had it perfected
I got lost in my thoughts
But you never got lost in my heart
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