Never been the one to tire of a daydream
As far-fetched as it may seem, I stay true to the landscape
The days fuse at a fast pace, filling up the gas tank
Black haze, trash in the ashtray
Treat the globe like a blank page, moving only
When I can’t stay, turn the page to relax brains
Each thought like a bubble
I’m blowing fuck it; I hope that when it’s over
No one notice I pop
Cause each shot isn’t clutch
But the moment I dove and drove in
The flo’ I hope the focus isn’t solely on flops
I mean I’m feeling like it’s flames
But the stove isn’t on
He spitting fire
Even if nobody knows that he’s hot
I wanna go astray
The road is blank and I drive
Till the sides of commotion make
Signs of eroding brain
Try to control the change
Spending life grounded in reality
I’d like to just float away

And I’m gone with the wind
Drifting off it’s the thoughts of the kid
Taking shots in a second split scoring again
Ignoring the force that’s pulling me towards, I think I’m gone with the wind
And I’m…..
Gone, going off in the wind
Smoke exhaust in the car dash fogging the tint
Daydreaming of the day people
Remember the name; keep pulling till I’m gone with the wind

Damn, this shit is happening man
20 grand every year just for graduates, man
If money couldn’t buy me happiness
Then why the fuck am I in all these classes then
I can’t understand…..
Let’s assume I get a job after it ends
Gradual shit, 40 K a year, after a year
Assuming all of it is funneled in the college shit
Then half of its clear, only 40 K of debt
Left, that isn’t weird!
But you gotta see the Brightside
Memories and friendships instilled
Will develop for a lifetime
Mix the good with the bad
It’s all the same, cause without one
The other tends to fall on its face
You gotta see the big picture, right
Every day’s an adventure, like
Himalayan hikes on the side
Or a movie or music or when you take a ride
Either way you’re living life
Take what you give or die
Feeling like this isn’t reality
But a fantasy morphed
To distort and warp gradually
Until a force naturally turns
And pulls back, in a minute you snap,
And ignore the world’s gravity


And then you’re gone with the wind
Drifting off it’s the thoughts of the end
Taking shots in a second split scoring again
Ignoring the force that’s pulling you towards, until you’re gone with the wind
And you’re…..
Gone, going off in the wind
Smoke exhaust in the car dash fogging the tint
Daydreaming of the day people
Remember your name; keep pushing till you’re gone with the wind


Comic properties comedy thoughts pondering
Prospering in the drama, continuing on a dream-scape
Following a scene change, falling from off of the top
Of the bottom I’m stalling on the weekdays
But then the week ends,
My liver weakens,
In between sleep and thinking when the dream ends
If it’s a nightmare, screw it
I’m Krueger, and on my right hand, knives clamp
Pushing em through you
Until you fade slow
Ripping it through a blank hole
Riveted picking at anyone figuring kid is gonna lay low
This is the shit I was made fo’
Even as I fade I’ma stay flowing, stay going….