Ryan Cole - Moon

Finding inner balance
Oh, oh
Finding inner balance
Finding inner balance
Oh, oh
Finding inner balance
Oh, oh
Look
I was driving down the road
I was driving down the road
Yeah, uh
No one told me where to go
Try to do this on my own
Yeah, uh
Momma hit me on the phone
Told me I need me some balance
Yeah, I ain't good with the trapeze
Bags packed in a back pack
Really this feel like a bad dream
Pulling up with the canteens
Pour it out til' I can't breath
Waking up to a world
Realize things never was about me
I want it so it's ironic that they can't
Have this without me
Gas in the car yeah it might vanish
Think I might call telling my family
That I've been lost but I'm not stranded
I'm on the way, I'm on the way
I feel like 22 is the new 40
I got me a 40 the caliber told me
The caliber need to be raised up
Cause ain't nobody gon' raise us
I'm still running out of time
It's hard to feel young
When the days feel like
You've been there before
When the moon shine bright
And you're driving in the car
Just go and slow down
Remember who you are

I am my own worst enemy
My perspective the death of me
It's like I'm running in circles
And this is all that I'll ever be
Falling short of my potential
On what is my own volition
I have built myself a prison
And given a self admission
I'm fixin' for an agent to numb this
Allow my negativity to captain and run ship
Can't function less
I'm off an eighth of that liquor
And that's the problem I'm battling
I need to make a decision
Allow my past to define me
Or count my reasons for living
And use those reasons to kick it
And give my life a revision
My beginnings are humble
But when I'm finished I'll ball out
In a place as of lately in where I know who to call now
May fall down but
I won't drown I'm too grown I've atoned my
Transgressions a new home with clear senses I
Am reckless but won't stop need salvation and
Deep rest you can't best my foundation

I went from falling to still falling into my bedroom
The house was not haunted but was calling
With that voice I knew
He told me don't worry while I'm working
So son be faithful
His hand with a hole it took hold of me
And now I'm made new

Took wine from some water
Made new sons and new daughters

Took wine from some water
Made new sons and new daughters

Ain't no reason in resisting the way that gravity hangs
How much pressure could you put till it breaks?
Before I fall from grace
Ain't no reason in resisting the way that gravity hangs
How much pressure could you put till it breaks?

Written by:
Isaac Zinnerman, Jacob Lucey, Ryan Rodriquez

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