Autopilot Lyrics

Autopilot. Moving without a motion

Emotional coasting, suspended in time, I'm floating

Some doors open, the ones I want closing

Blindfolded, picking a path, hope the right one's chosen

Lost the spark that was planted up in my heart

Now I'm sitting in the cold, and everything seems so dark

Like a power outage, out of my mind, and out of park

Gears stuck, pen ran out of ink before my mark

Art, feels like the savior like the arc, forgot my waders

Tryna tread, in over my head, save life for later

But what happens when later becomes the past

I wish I could choose my path, but the wheel was taken over, never thought I'd lose my grasp

I lost it, tryna get it back. In fact, if I am honest

I always thought I'd stay intact

Now I feel I'm limited in direction like train tracks

Used to think I was different, now I've gotta face facts

Look away, this was all a mistake

Feel that I've got a case but the evidence was misplaced

Blinded by what I thought mattered

They say that life moves fast, they lied, it moves faster

Autopilot. Moving without a motion

Emotional coasting, suspended in time, I'm floating

Some doors open, the ones I want closing

Blindfolded, picking a path, hope the right one's chosen

Twenty-two with more than enough to do

Sometimes I wonder if I bit off more than I could chew

Swallow truth, always reminiscing bout my youth

Have this cavity inside of me, pull out the tooth

But it's deeply rooted and I'm afraid that I'll lose it all

Everyone I love thinking I went AWOL

A fall from the outside, victory from within

Maybe I will take a stand, so used to giving in. Something's gotta give

Do I even have a say in this

Is this just part of life, do I have to waste away like this

Do I have to feel pain like this

Things could be so simple, but they always complicate like this

I wish, to whoever's flying or driving

Give me back control, right now I feel blinded

Feeling everything I love around me slowly dying

I can't do a thing, even when all of me is trying

Autopilot. Moving without a motion

Emotional coasting, suspended in time, I'm floating

Some doors open, the ones I want closing

Blindfolded, picking a path, hope the right one's chosen