Lyrics
I've never flown like this
I've never experienced something like this before
Even when I've been high
Even in moments of excitement or intoxication
Eyes rolled into the abyss
Feeling disoriented, lost, or overwhelmed
Yet I'm seeing more fine
Despite the challenges, I'm discovering finer things
Small print without my glasses
Reading fine print without glasses, a challenge overcome
But it's taken some time
It took time to adapt
Sweet and rich like molasses
Experiencing something sweet and enjoyable
But dark once in while
Intermittently facing dark or difficult moments
This trip is wild
Describing the journey as wild and adventurous
I'd do it again
Expressing a willingness to repeat the experience
I'd do it again
-I'd do it again
-This trip is wild
Reiteration of the wild nature of the journey
I bet you're wondering
Speculating about others' curiosity
What I'm doing in here
Questioning one's presence in a certain situation
At the back they're all muttering
Noticing others talking quietly while drinking
While they sip on their beer
-Don't you think I'd be joining in?
Expressing a desire to join the conversation if accepted
If in me you adhered
Reflecting on missed opportunities
Now they're coughing and spluttering
Observing negative reactions from others, claiming a personal premiere
Welcome to my premiere
-This trip is wild
Repetition of the wild nature of the journey and willingness to repeat
I'd do it again
-I'd do it again
-I'd do it again
-This trip is wild
-And now you're on my phone
Reflecting on a lack of support from someone close
Didnt even pick up
-When I needed most
-Because you doubt my bones
-Blood's not good
-As butter even on your toast
-Made my breakfast alone
-Juiced it myself made it all on my own
Embracing individuality and success in personal space
Kitchen popstar now
-The stage is my home
-Made it my own, made it my own
Reiteration of independence and success, claiming one's space
And now you're on my phone
-Didnt even pick up
-When I needed most
-Because you doubt my bones
-Blood's not good
-As butter even on your toast
-Made my breakfast alone
-Juiced it myself made it all on my own
-Kitchen popstar now
-The stage is my home
-Made it my own, made it my own
-This trip is wild
Final repetition of the wild nature of the journey and willingness to repeat
I'd do it again
-I'd do it again
-I'd do it again
-This trip is wild
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