I wanna ride again
Feel the wind in my hair
I wanna welcome in
All of the mystery
Let go of the fear
Cus opening my phone
Well it's enough to make me cry
And I know I'm not alone
But what if all my friends are lying?
And manifestation aint' really working for me
But I'll wait and see
I give, I give a little more
And a little more, little more
Then a little less
Tell myself it's not your fault how you start and stop
Just the nature of the age we're in
Or maybe the day of the week
Is it me or did the coffee get weaker?
I'm looking for a teacher in these dirty streets
But everything's random
Nothing's meant for you
No, nothing's meant for anyone
Doesn't that comfort you in a fucked up way?
One day closer to oblivion
You have a good life
You should enjoy it
Thirty is young
Do you really wanna look back some day at all these years
Wondering what you coulda done?
No.
No I don't
I wanna ride again
Feel the wind in my hair.