Magic is the raising of the whole individual in perfect balance to the power of Infinity, and such feelings are symptomatic of imbalance.
Under club lights, I can see it in your eyes
You’re conflicted, and you’re fallin’ away from me
Just give it some time, I can swear that I’ll try
I’m addicted and it’s pullin’ at my heart strings
And love brings dead dreams
Four white walls and an IV
I’m tearin’ at my skin, come find me
I’m somewhere in the smoke and the light beams
I’m somewhere in the back with the clique
In a bag of some shit that I don’t really wanna hit tonight
I’m pullin’ in smoke from your lips
Put your dagger to my wrist ’cause I don’t really wanna live tonight
The sunrise in your eyes
Is somethin’ I’ve been chasin’ like my whole life
Somethin’ just to make me feel alright
And I’ve been through the dark, let me see the light
