Maybe Another Day… - Quadeca

I woke up this morning, or should I say afternoon?

Everything is boring, I’ma fuck up my attitude

I woke up this evening, I’ma have to get back to you tomorrow

And I came right back, yeah

Taking it the wrong way, what I say?

No, it ain’t like that

I been feeling off a little bit, disregard all of this shit

Just a strange timelapse or a lapse in time

I’ve been really good at passing mine

Only feelin' good for half the climb

I’ve been living looking back in time

I’ve been living in the past, that’s got me sinking through the mud, uh

I’m not unhappy, I’ve just been thinking to mu-uch

So much so that the sun don’t come, feels like an acquaintance to me

Days have been waiting for me

My family calls me a motherfuckin' vampire, Melatonin being patient with me

Now the timezones bleed, it’s routine, I’m a traveller

These heights are getting scary to see

And everybody want a feature, wanna speak to my manager

Just sounding like Karen’s to me

So tell me what now?

Why my catharsis feelin like errands to me

It’s a target, archers with no arrows to tee

It’s apparent to me and I said

I woke up this morning, or should I say afternoon?

Everything is boring, I’ma fuck up my attitude

I woke up this evening, I’ma have to get back to you tomorrow, yeah, mm

I woke up this morning, or should I say afternoon?

Everything is boring, I’ma fuck up my attitude

I woke up this evening, I’ma have to get back to you tomorrow, yeah, mmm

Tracks I’m sinking in

What you think of him again?

I can’t leave your bed

Ain’t no other way

Maybe another day

Maybe another day (I've been standing at the face of it)

I need you to stay (I've been tryna get away from it)

Yeah, tryna kill my coma

Fuck this self reflection bullshit, I already filled my quota at least twelve

times over

I’ve been trying too much lately

I’ve been doin' some thinking about how much I’ve been thinking

And I think I overthink a little too much maybe?

Maybe not, I don’t know

I got a fear of flying

I been in the sky, on a oneway

Knowing every plane hit the ground someday

Who knows if it ends on the runway?

But I still shake with the turbulence

Stewardess come with an arrangement of services

I don’t know what I wanna drink

Bitch I’m tryna rethink what my fate and my purpose is over here, uh

Thought we was close, but it’s nowhere near, uh

Fuck it, so much for the golden years, uh

I’m feelin' down on my down time

I’m feelin' now it’s about time that I say

I’ma hit you back another day, yeah

I woke up this morning, or should I say afternoon?

Everything is boring, I’ma fuck up my attitude

I woke up this evening, I’ma have to get back to you tomorrow, yeah, mm

I woke up this morning, or should I say afternoon?

Everything is boring, I’ma fuck up my attitude

I woke up this evening, I’ma have to get back to you tomorrow, yeah, mmm

Tracks I’m sinking in

What you think of him again?

I can’t leave your bed

Ain’t no other way

Maybe another day

Every now and then

Know that life can never be the same again

Pretend, pretend, pretend

I love you even though when I see you at the door

And I realize it’s nothing but the end

Little dark figures again since snow

It looks as if everything is going so smoothly and yet you know

Waist deep in snow and sliding off and sweating and struggling