Chuey, Elise Nolte, Messiah - Escape Lyrics

Told to take a trip gotta findout what this shit mean
Never knew id needa leave since the age of fifteen
Learning, and searching I know that y'all might miss me,
But this the shit I gottta do so I don't end up 6 feet
Learning and searching, for the inner feelin' I sense
Burning and hurting, wanting to be free I guess
Bourbon and curtains, ain't a great release from this
I'm serving my time, so I can see what is beyond this
Told me I need a break, how bot you just fucking wait
I'm tryna deal with shit my own way, not gonnna be that fucking phony
Ass bitch who couldn't hold up like man
If u try to help me imma slap away ya hand
I guess I'm in denial, gotta put my thoughts on trial
Coz this fucking vials kinda running empty on me
Now I'm sitting crying, hoping there is more to life
Gotta take the time, lets just take this hit and drive

Feeling kinda down more lately
Pretty sure my friends all hate me
Self identity gone hazy
Thinking imma leave just maybe

Feeling kinda down more lately
I don't feel like I'm the same me
Cold reality felt daily
Leave life for a moment now finally

Tell me when you're coming back
Tell me when you're coming back
Tell me when you're coming back
You know life is waiting patiently for you

Tell me when you're coming back
Tell me when you're coming back
Tell me when you're coming back
You know we all want you back home it's the truth

Imma Go on a trip and pack up my bags
But it's gonna be more like a top boy dropping his tabs
You don't tell me this shit gonna be a teenage year fad
Or I'm gonna turn around and drop you on your ass
It's gonna be wild ride
Gonna have to catch me outside
Never gonna recognise that same kid that was scared of a jungle high
I'm not facing my own demise
I'll always say I'm not scared to die
Just to keep a piece of my precious masculinity
You say tell me when you're coming back
No bitch I said no I ain't doing that
I don't even know where I'm gonna be at
In 3 months, in 6 months, I'm telling you I can't go back
I need to get away form this, be de-attached
Find a path to latency, memory lapse
Pass that bottle of ketamine, and I pop the cap
Then I swallow that shit here we go I collapse