Stroll

I’ve already got 
Second-hand intoxication
From somebody who 
Saw me at the subway station 
I bet they took
A picture of my reputation
A silhouette shell
Without any information

I wanna beat it 
Another way
I can only read 
One line at a time  

So I stroll 
Stroll into a future
Stroll 
It’ll be okay

The crowd is singing
Something about young and free
And now I’ve got 
A double life in front of me
A pocket full of subway cards 
They’re all expired
A headache full of melodies
They’re uninspired 

I wanna beat it 
Another way
I can only sing 
One line at a time

So I stroll 
Stroll into a future
Stroll 
It’ll be okay

I’m balancing between 
All of my good and bad habits
I’m making a new skill 
So I can use it to sit
Sometimes I take a pill 
For a year before I quit
I feel like an imposter 
But the only legitimate 
I met you at the 
Bargain bin at Tiger Blanket
And from that moment
I knew we were gonna make it 
Now think of all the friends we have 
All those who fake it
Let’s dream of them tonight
But not enough to awaken 

And stroll 
Stroll into a future
Stroll 
It’ll be ok 

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