Balcony
Stories high
High telling stories in story time
Same routine getting boring, why?
You do the same thing then you compromise
Moral compass always points wrong
Like I'm on the North Pole tryna make it home
When in Rome only drugs condone
'Cause real men cry and thugs go home
Who am I? What I stand for?
Tell myself you need to be a man more
Man up where ya hand carve loss from pampers
Sandwich short of a picnic
Run through your packed lunch
Life in a bin bag, quickly get wrapped up
Treated like a rodent
Fall in or just decomposing
No opinions, no emotions

Falling, thinking I've been missing
No one's calling, no one ever listens
Only falling away, I'm missing
Miss falling, why you missing?
Thinking I've been missing
No one's calling, no one ever listens
Only falling away, I'm missing
Miss falling, tell me where you missing?

Only enemy is between your eyes
Telegraphy, they can't read your mind
Therapy and they tell you lies
They only want more, you ain't got no pies
Why you chatting like a snake, you bite
Vampires come and take a pint
Tight rope and I walk the line
On the line, sitting tall
While you lost your spine
Spineless, got a crooked by the neck
The scruff gets rough just a scuff on the leg
He's sensing a bump on the head
Hand me a P, why you bump me instead?
Trust in me, you're my best friend
I don't know if you're alive or dead
Fine line define my strengths
How far will you go if it's not arm's length

Falling, thinking I've been missing
No one's calling, no one ever listens
Only falling away, I'm missing
Miss falling, why you missing?
Thinking I've been missing
No one's calling, no one ever listens
Only falling away, I'm missing
Miss falling

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Writer(s): Isaac Holman, Kwes Darko, Laurie Vincent, Tyrone Frampton