Habits

Pastimes, old lines and nothing new
Feels like I’m blind, running through a field (don’t don’t)
Know how long I’m sailing in this sea
This same view has got the best of me

Feeling so tired
Daydreaming around
Floating in this haze
Away from the ground

Working for hours
On something to find
You ended up lost
Just asking why

Cause I’m

Always running
Down a hill
Chasing goals
Trynna make it real

Always running
Down a hill
Chasing goals
Trynna close the deal

Late night, so quiet and nothing new (don’t don’t)
Know if I’m sleeping or I’m awake
It’s always like this, part of my behave (no no)
Not that easy to feel great

Feeling so tired
Daydreaming around
Floating in this haze
Away from the ground

Telling yourself
You’re one of a kind
Won’t change the fact
You don’t know why

I keep asking myself why