Boarding my plane to head back home,
-even though I already left home.
“Call me when you land”,
I can already hear the bass playing in my head.
Nobody told me this was a part of growing up,
Nobody told me this was a part of growing apart.
Growing apart from those who lived where I once called home,
Part of me feels like I already lost my home.
As relations can't grow with thousands of miles.
But I can grow into a monster for a thousand miles.
And so I,
Know that they're just part of my past, a my past, a my past.
But why have I,
Let them stay trapped in the past, in the past, in the past?
I lost control, in a trance of house music and skin.
Between the attention in the dark, I lost sight of what's within,
And now I'm here without communication of my rooted floor.
Influenced by temptations I'm weak against,
I can't say “no”, but I can always say “more”.
The damage is done, the shiny and new has won.
Sorry mother I forgot to call,
But I'm still flying high in the sky-
Reality hasn't landed at all.
Nobody told me this was a part of growing apart,
Nobody told me this was a part of growing down.
Growing down from where we last left off,
As the time apart between us turns brown.
Regressing our family into the photo albums,
Depressing my memories into white matter.
“The fasten seat belt sign has been turned on.”
I'll keep dancing until I've had enough,
And I've just paid cover.
You can find me by my new family every night,
Looking to find another trick lover.
The music is getting louder,
And I see they're looking better,
I couldn't be prouder.
The roles of my family are all changing,
I've lost sight of my dreams.
I'm rushing home father,
I'll meet you on the dance floor brother.
Wear the black, not the red sister,
I won't leave until you do mother,
As we're all. growing. down.
This is your captain speaking,
“Brace for impact.”