IAmJakeHill - 2 Months lyrics

Can I float through space can I escape this
Can I never look back can I erase this

I don’t wanna live again
Till I do it right the first time

Learned from my mistakes I’m just fine
Never wanna see me like this
I don’t wanna see me like this
Can you tell me where I been

I don’t feel like I been anywhere important
2 months passed I’m feelin' fortunate
Look through the glass, the time has passed
So torturous
The town my fortress till I make it home
It's gorgeous, I just miss my own, bed
Gotta prepare for the long dread
If you ain’t with it then you better off dead
Gotta take it when you get it
When you livin' off threads
It don’t matter how you live
It when you feel it, be it

Jumped a jet to another season packed my bags
But what’s the reason I can't
Tell you why I’m here
Get the fuck out of my ear
Ima do my shit, Ima do my shit no deadline

Ima do my shit, Ima do my shit no deadline

Aesthetically pathetic standing next
To the relics cherish 7 seconds I know
I’m embarrassing clueless
American Excuse me for my interest
I’ve only seen it
In pictures take it in for a
Memory you were never a friend to me

More like an enemy draining my energy
The devil sitting in the other room
Right next to me

London light, London light
I feel alive just for a night
Look in her eyes, it feels so right
Up in the sky the town so bright
A touch, on my shoulder
She feels so safe with me, I told her
I'll be back in a minute
With me she feels so limitless

Can I float through space can I escape this
Can I never look back can I erase this
I don’t wanna live again
Till I do it right the first time

Learned from my mistakes I’m just fine
Absent of colour fit right in
The wind is burning my skin
Hide under covers, go to sleep
Then do it over and

I am, running from what I've been
Not that many options
Probably seemed like nonsense
I been on it go and go and never slow down
I won't ever turn back
I won't ever stop now

I been spending many minutes looking at the
Pretty cities I wish I could
Be inside of them
This flight is killing me 9 hours overseas
Am I supposed to be a decomposing body
On autopilot with no direction
Till I’m so old that I can't get erections
Disgusted at my own reflection
Wondering where the time went
Look back at my time spent
Would I be satisfied would I be ready to die
Would I be ok with who
I see look me in my own eyes
Look me in my own eyes
Look me in my own eyes
Look me in my own eyes