FXRLY - Astoria

I'm on a high
And I'm feeling kinda low
I take a punch
But I've never felt a blow
The energy
That I get from when I dream
I try to run but
I can't even feel my feet
Hit the ground
Hit the ground
Doesn't even make a sound
Are you here
Are you ready
Are you ready
Let it go
Grab your guns
Start a fire
Now's the time
Cause I was a squatter
Never had father
Soaked from the pouring rain
Stayed in a brick home
Couldn't find my soul
I'm in the state of grace
Everywhere I go
I'm always coming out alone
Searching for a purpose
In a world all on my own
Everything I touch around me
Starts to turn to gold
Closer to the end
But still I'm further from the road
Take a pill
Find a will
I'm mentally ill
I'm broke and borrowed
Do you follow
Take my love
Take my lies
I took a leap of faith
Cause I was a squatter
Never had father
Soaked from the pouring rain
Stayed in a brick home
Couldn't find my soul
I'm in the state of grace
Everywhere I go
I'm always coming out alone
Searching for a purpose
In a world all on my own
Everything I touch around me
Starts to turn to gold
Closer to the end
But still I'm further from the road
Oh-oh

Written by:
Dylan Frederick

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