Senses Lyrics

I'm lost in the hills and I'm flying away yeah

Look I'm flying away

Old selves tryna kill so I'm dying to fate

So I'm dying to fate

Can't remember how it feels when you just can't relate

Right now I just can't relate

Stuck in my ways, I make these mistakes

In hopes of escape yeah

Baby this feeling so foreign

Felt it the day I was born

Watch like a phoenix i'm soaring

All of this shit I'm explorin'

learned how to weather the storm

Lookin' right in the eye of it

In the corner of my room there's a pile of fifths

I been battling my demons and I'm tired of it

Only time I look to god when I find a fix

And that's selfish but I can't help it

Try to turn to steam but in the heat I melted

White sheets through the weeks and I felt it

Been a couple years since a slave to my senses

I'm a slave to my senses

I'm a slave to my senses

I'm enslaved to my senses

And the truth is offensive

All the kings need an empress

And the ancestors they been jumpin' through the fences

Couple ways to look at life I'm just switching through the lenses

Everything that I go through I just went in

I'm just venting' and there's weight in my words said I meant it

Yes I meant it

I'm lost in the hills and I'm flying away yeah

Look I'm flying away

Old selves tryna kill so I'm dying to fate yeah

So I'm dying to fate

Can't remember how it feels when you just can't relate nah

Right now I just can't relate

Stuck in my ways, I make these mistakes

In hopes of escape yeah

Got you craving for the drugs and attention

I got family that would die for me

Fuck a close friends and a mention

Only reason that I do this for the greatest of ascension

On god I been feelin' so lost

I can't really find the reasons that you pour salt

Talk to me, just a false alarm

Feel like I float when I' thought of ram

Baby this feeling' so foreign

Felt it the day I was born

Watch like a phoenix i'm soaring'

All of this shit I'm explorin'

Learned how to weather the storm

Lookin' right in the eye of it

In the corner of my room there's a pile of fifths

I been battling my demons and I'm tired of it

Only time I look to god when I find a fix

And that's selfish but I can't help it

Try to turn to steam but in the heat I melted

White sheets through the weeks and I felt it

Been a couple years since a slave to my senses

I'm a slave to my senses

I'm a slave to my senses

I'm enslaved to my senses

And the truth is offensive