Pointing My Head

Pack your thoughts and bring them with you
There is nothing I’d rather do
Than get away from the today
Though tomorrow just promises the same

Hey, get away
Hey, yeah

Pointing my head, through my skull
Feeling the said text you wrote all along
So many years ago
But it still does the same way so

Feeling the sea crawl through the night
And thinking to myself, I’m gon’ be alright
I can’t hold my breath
Grown don’t have lungs yet

Hey, hey, get a way
Wait!
Hey, get away
Get away

Don’t get any closer
Warning, wanting, warning
Warning, wanting, wanted
Warning, warning, warning

Hey start dissing what I feel
Inside this way seems real, and saw my eyes
No I’m not here for the wrong time

I don’t know shh anymore
Think getting the way before
Hands are shaking I feel the same

Numb as shh like it restrain
They don’t get it, don’t had it
No, don’t said it, don’t have it
No, don’t get it, don’t had it, no
Won’t have it

Hey, get away, get away
Get away
Yeah