Terminal Altitude Lyrics

What I'm feeling this, nah

What I'm feeling this time, what I'm feeling this time, what I'm feeling this time

Nah, what I'm feeling this time

What I'm feeling this time, what I'm feeling this time, what I'm feeling this time

It ain't, come from the sky, It ain't come from divine

It came out the fye, I came for the ride, lonely and wise

The difference we'll see if it matters in time

Matter don't I, to I, but matter to some, so sorry to say

Keep seeing visions, bloody grains of sand

Where my brains blown, where the, tide breaching

I can't lie, it gets dark way before evening

When you can't even take care of your own feelings

Parked a lot, steaming, no traffic, just in an empty spot

Broken down in the hot box, like bones in a stone oven

Only real killers know the whole something

This life a, whole lot of nothing

My soul can confirm that pain has been passing

A point of turn back, don't know if I'll ever recover

From all of these setbacks, let downs, and lost lovers

We could've been something way bigger

But I guess I ain't pull the trigger quick enough

So you found another, I was thinking

Shooters gon' shoot, but my shit jammed

Now my mouth on mute, what the fuck, man

Need to pursue some new avenues

Before I end, front page of the news

Sorry I'm always so blue

But so is my sky, so don't get it twisted

I love living, I'm just stating

My spirit missing and that twin flame extinguished

Plus I'm rare, so going extinct

Relinquished from this flesh vessel

Inevitable, I don't wanna settle

But it always settles in

I may never have this one chance again

Not even in a toxic sense

More like shit, man

Sooner than later, this world gon' end

So I'd rather not waste and wait till later

To get locked in with a miss

My girl, a woman, this chick, a bitch

If you look for companionship

Some people, just don't get it

Is what it is though

So much deeper than physical or even mental

Seen so much of the reaper, sense his presence instrumental

No way all these omens incidental

No way I can focus on a better life

Without the pad and pencil

Without skating least once a week

Without Mary Jane, like seven times a day

Without my sis reminding me

I'ma get the fame if I stay

On the chosen path, fuck holding back!

Open up, let em know my heart where the home is at

Cause all I ever wanted was to help

Do for others what I want, done for me

Guess I need some help myself

Guess I should probs see a therapist

Been impaired by embarrassment

Bearing sins on sleeves with ease-ls

It's a pain-ting, get it out by getting at it dude

Really wanna say, fuck a doom attitude

But line between pursue and screwed

Barely discernible

By the time you sent your love

I was a dove out the terminal

Found peace in flight till the altitude

Turned terminal, we turning back

Going down or burning up

Till it's all resolved, or we dissolve