Realistic - Elijah Midjord, Ouse

Nowhere I’ve been gone

Tryna find that home that

That the people keep on talkin 'bout and

So I venture out and

Try to scout for

Places I can stay forever in

I know that it’s not realistic (yeah, yeah)

But I don’t really care about the things

That seem to sting right in my feelings

This is not the same as last time

I hate to think that you’re the one

'Cause honestly I’m so fucking done

I thought that she would care about me

I guess that I was wrong from the start

Try to figure it out

What I’m missing now

Was it slipping through my fingers again?

Was it all in my head?

Were the feelings I felt just fake?

'Cause I can’t really tell anymore

Nowhere I’ve been gone

Tryna find that home that

That the people keep on talkin 'bout and

So I venture out and

Try to scout for

Places I can stay forever in

I know that it’s not realistic (yeah, yeah)

But I don’t really care about the things

That seem to sting right in my feelings

This is not the same as last time