Jetlag

by Vyncent Lime

I'm living off flashbacks To which I want to go back I thought I moved on long ago

But they stay on my mind Those happier times And they make me feel low

I'm not really ready to move on I'm throwing off my time continuum I know, but I'm comfortable

Losing track of time and thrown off course I'm so silent, I lost my voice

Now I reside inside my mind