dont forget me

i cant live in the present future, past

all i know is I'm stuck in one frame like a photograph, like a photograph-

waiting for that moment, I'm waiting for the flash

hoping that when we see it they wont throw it in the trash

that they'll frame in some wood and some glass

maybe ill even get to see on someone's dash

 

driving down the freeway my foots on the gas

head on a swivel i hope I will never crash

driving in my head space, can you carve me a path

if you don't I'm might turn into a psychopath

 

so can you please remember me and not throw me away

i just wanna be worth something to you someday

ive been spending everyday on my life in the grey

but if i can spend it with you i might be okay