Where The Road Forks - ATMOSPHERE

Considering all of the shit that you see

I don’t see what you’re seeing in me

Considering all of the shit that you see

I don’t see what you’re seeing in me

I kind of wish I was inside of somebody else dream

I’m trying to fish for some faith that this ain’t what it seem

I mean I might have seen them clouds even felt some rain

My eyes are open like a window that’s surrounded by pain

I know sometimes I don’t articulate myself right

Maybe it coincides with how we hear ourselves right

I won’t tell you that you’re supposed to help fight

But I’ve got that shelf life if you wanna know what that hell like

The knife is open

You’re holding it up to your throat

The tail light’s broken

They don’t know 'cause you’re pulling a boat

Only take what you need

Everything else gets left

But if we gotta die tonight

I might take a couple extra breaths

I never been a born loser

But time got no remorse

Watch over those storm troopers

They’ll force you to use force

But you’re still trying to hold the tears

Pokerface

Show no fear

Lost in space

Solar flare

Don’t really care

If the coast is clear

I’m making motions

I hope it’s enough to get home

This lake is frozen

Cold as fuck if you sit on a throne

Only give what you can

And try not to overextend

But if we gotta die tonight

I don’t wanna make anymore friends

This train is ours

We should be tagging and writing

This paint was power

Now we got jobs in advertising

But you still trying to hold the torch

Of course we took no shorts

With a hand-drawn map and some rose quartz

You can meet me at where the road forks

Considering all of the shit that you see

I don’t see what you’re seeing in me

Considering all of the shit that you see

I don’t see what…