parallel Lyrics

Give me your hand and we'll make it, I swear

Through all my regrets, we'll see through the end

Now lend me your favor, your strength I can't waver

We'll do this my friend, we'll see through the end

All that's jumbled in my head, wishing I'd end up dead

I wish I could force out these curses and put em to paper instead

Reason I carry this pen, all this time I've been fucked up, locked up

Thinking I'd get what I get, giving out dividends

Money felt infinite, felt I could buy my way making a friend

Only I can't, it's these people I don't get

Wishing and wanting and full of regrets

Blundering words, and they humble a mess

And their eyes are all filled with an endless attempt

But I struggle to understand just what it meant

Took me loving and losing and loving again

I found trouble again, it's all under the bridge

So I'm crossing the river to move on with my friends so

Give me your hand and we'll make it, I swear

Through all our regrets, we'll see through the end

It's heat from your fire, your endless desire

We'll do this my friend, we'll get through the end

Don't know what I want from a world full of endless intention

Somebody give me attention, learning my lesson

Felt I got pressed by my endless obsession

Left with an impression, left all my memories in the dispensary

I think that might be something I didn't mention

My weapon's this pencil, I don't need a wesson

How else am I climbing my way to ascension?

How else am I finding my balance?

Managing all that I can attain, keeping me humble

While bragging my talents?

Trapped in a cabernet, shivering hands

And I know I can't handle my chalice

I'm stuck in my habits

Imagine a palace, I love looking lavish

High in the room, so I'm feeling like Travis

to ward off the malice, can't handle the baggage alone

Give me your hand, we'll make it, I swear

Through all our regrets will see through the end

So take up my hand, there's no saying we can't

Through life and our death, we'll see through the end

Thought I was destined to give

Thought I was destined for anything handy

My family made me the way that I am

And I can't understand why they say they can't stand me

They made me ambitious, said 'go a Grammy'

Or a doctor, or an astronaut, like plan C or Plan B

My envy, my jealousy, they try to upend me

They won't see the ending, they see how I'm standing

I'm standing too tall, I'm too far from the ground

If I get high enough, I promise they'll never look down at me

Probably honestly, I don't really know if my option is

Modesty, I'm commonly swallowing problems from colonies

Shockingly, giving a dime for my thoughts

And I'm living in poverty, living in debt

No regrets and they're watching,

feel like the world's revolving around me,

Ptolemy