Been away
I'm back to life one or two ways
I could go on and on about myself
I can leave the premises by out of the gates
I miss the person I was
every now and then
I wasn't in a good frame
Neither was I a great pretend
Like on an Airplane
Everything is pressurized
Sometimes, I would stare in blank spaces
and it will all be mesmerized
Funny to think that I won't be going back to that track
Even funnier if we are spending on the black track
What could go wrong if I am on the mend?
There is that one bit in my mind that says it will be a crack
I don't like to be compared to some other person
I don't like my moves to be watched and judged
You think you're so good for some reason
I don't do things you do, I just do mine
I am fucking aware of what's happening around me
I am even vigilant when you're whispering
Maybe you should learn to say it to my face
I am not like you, going around and put on a face
Possibly, time is running out to be cool
I don't act to be cool cos I have my time
Cos' I didn't learn what you did in school
Importantly, I'm not like you, I don't mime
