Hope that I’ll never touch mountains

Hope that I stay on the ground

Chivalry won’t make an absent

I’m a peasant of the town

Crying is no way to settle

The disputes that I carry always

Crying is no way to settle

The mistakes I’m known to make

Relapsing in the calmest of times

Can’t make much sense from the look in your eyes

Relapsing when I have so much fear

To do whatever, to do all that fails

Relapsing as the moon starts to rise

Thought I was fine

Until 9 o clock hits my head with an old base bat

Relax it’s only a relapse

I never said I was clean

Relax it’s only a relapse

Will I ever choose to be free

My parents want to see me

Climbing the tallest of tress

But I stay sitting near flowers

Picking grass near my feet

Hope that I’ll never make it out

Hope I’ll be known as this mess

Til my time is over I will confess I don’t want to let go of this

I don’t want to let go of this

No, it feels just like a kiss