| It’s wild and free, when you’re falling from the top |
| Fear of the gravity, elevation made me stop |
| Sick of all these things I do, all these calls keep coming through |
| I’ve been in the hills all day just tryna find some solitude |
| It’s in the backseat of my mind |
| Consequences of a fast life |
| What if I’ve had it though? |
| What if I’m stressing out? |
| What if I took your call and tell you I don’t want it all? |
| I just wanna go this time and take it slow |
| So can we slow down? Drive up just so we can |
| Run around, yeah, you’ll see me on the weekends |
| On and on, keep me quiet in my weakness |
| Honest now, let’s turn off and just rest |
| When I step inside, right in front of you |
| On th loveseat, in the living room |
| It’s in the backseat of my mind |
| Yeah, it’s the chaos in the nick of time |
| Sick of all these things I do, all these calls keep coming through |
| I’ve been in the hills all day just tryna find some solitude |
| It’s in the backseat of my mind |
| Consequences of a fast life |