Monte Carlo

I can’t look back, I can’t afford it. just enjoy my days Like im a tourist. I can’t look back, I can’t afford it. My affordance. I must be moving forward. :43 I’ll chop down forests just for space. I see you running, You want metals. it just seems like an escape. I’ll find a nice condo in the hills. I’ll dry off naked by my window sill. I’ll take this wittle pill, It won’t whittle my wit. im just smiling, that’s what matters. That’s more than what I’ve had, So I’m Shushing chatters clashing with my magic. Shut it up. It’s just. A window shuts, A door opens, And I walk through. I won’t wait for my wonderings, That’s too long to sit through. We make decisions with pens, never pencils. Followed guides, I used stencils. They’s my mentors. They begged me not to be mental. Just be here, right now, not existential I can’t look back, (more) I can’t afford it. just enjoy my days Like im a tourist. I can’t look back, I can’t afford it. My affordance. I must be moving forward. I can’t look back, (more) I can’t afford it. just enjoy my days Like im a tourist. I can’t look back, I can’t afford it. My affordance. I must be moving forward. I cannot wait on no luck or no chance to pick me on up and sweep me away. I rely on my love and my work, won’t leave it to fate. What I deserve, we’ll see in some days. I hope to not see it in praise but maybe in ways that I’m saved and make something it worth I’m showing my face. Demonstrate grace. Imma Do my due dilligence. Make it whole, Don’t break. diamonds, my brilliance. Make with them bones, No wonder resilience. No wonder I’m feeling the chilliest. I forgot to give myself warmth. I drive for hole in ones before I shoot the par for course. Fuck my filter, they have me out of sorts. I oughta love this world like less is more. Unlike my curls, they make this head a chore. A major tangle, a minor chord. Let’s hear the orchestra, hop on the train, that’s all aboard. We’ll see the sky once the whistle blows