following
The city is a night bus
I wanna eat the skyline but it’s all gone
I think someone is behind us
Following
Following
Following
Following
Put this all behind me
Brandishing a pocket knife in my brain
I can never come down
I’m the best, that’s the truth, and that’s all that you know
Where i go next: the city on a night bus
No, lights don’t blind me
I am full elation
Polishing my shoes
Never make phone calls
It’s all a sign proves unless you lose
I think someone is behind us following
But he’s suffering
Someone following and it’s everything (But it means nothing)