歌詞

I can not be my ideal self. I’m barely holding on here.. Something’s always chasing me.. I don’t know what I want.. Everything gets my attention but they disappear in a moment. I’m sick and tired of myself over and over again. This is a rite of passage. Logic and emotion are spinning in my mind like merry-go-round. It should be weightless luggage, just as the vintage will be. But I feel like nothing is going right. Even so, I believe this is a necessary rite of passage for me. I just keep on doing what I can do. I’m moving on.. I’m getting a feel for myself. I know this is just for now. I’m always chasing something. I wanna challenge it like a hero. Finding reasons to stay is easy. One minute they are forgotten somehow. I’m making up my mind and given up over and over again. This is a rite of passage. Logic and emotion are spinning in my mind like merry-go-round. It should be weightless luggage, just as the vintage will be. But I feel like nothing is going right. Even so, I believe this is a necessary rite of passage for me. I just keep on doing what I can do. I’m moving on.. Large and small landmarks on the line. A blue fire burns strongly in the rain. I walk slowly, resisting the urge to start running. Rite of passage. Logic and emotion are spinning in my mind like merry-go-round. It should be weightless luggage, just as the vintage will be. Everything’s gonna be going right. And so, I believe this is a necessary rite of passage for me. I just keep on doing what I can do. I’m moving on.