The Next Chapter ? Lyrics

I had it MAPT out like Pittel, Lucas

I'd dibble with directing, maybe dabble with music

I became too Ego-driven, even needed to lose it

And in chasing Mr. Green, I was ironically clueless

Fall between the Red & Blue as if I've taken a purple pill

But I've never taken any and don't know that I ever will

Though I fully understand how quickly things can go downhill

Like the artists signed to labels, take a look at your real deal

Sometimes I don't feel real

Unsure what I'm really feeling

But therapeutic talks can be like strippers, so revealing

They say time is money

I say time is healing

Time is growth, Time is borrowed

Time is spent together, Milli

No Bobby Brown but right now things are feeling strange

Though I can't really say I'm a stranger to that feeling

I don't know how, no I don't know how

I don't know if I'll make it out

Walk around the block with Riste

I'm a whole lot different than at sixteen

I smoke an al capone and sip a whiskey

And I calm her down by singin' Mitski

I don't know how, no I don't know how

I don't know if I'll make it out

I don't know how, no I don't know how

I don't know if I'll make it out

A rigid red dragon on a brief case that holds

Dust that it's collected from the years that I got old

Not sure if it shows, trauma aged me quite a bit

Though it's hard for me to know if it's to my benefit

Through all the hard hearts and hardships