The Furthest Sanctuary - Apocryphos, Kammarheit & Atrium Carceri

Three weeks gone, miss your face Same old songs, different stage Hear your voice, ain't the same Wanna feel you closer, now I'm counting down the days 'Cause you're the furthest thing But damn, do we still fit so perfectly? 'Cause you're the furthest thing But damn, do we still fit so perfectly, perfectly? Yeah Hotel rooms even now Silence feels way too loud Won't feel right 'til my wheels touch down Crazy how we thought by now we'd have it figured out 'Cause we're the furthest thing But damn, do we still fit so perfectly? 'Cause we're the furthest thing But damn, do we still fit so perfectly, perfectly? Yeah Distance makes the heart grow stranger When the stars go out of view Something in the universe pulls me back to you Distance makes the heart grow stranger When the stars go out of view Something in the universe pulls me back to you You're the furthest thing Furthest thing, furthest thing, furthest thing Yeah, when you're the furthest thing Damn, do we still fit so perfectly? Yeah, we're the furthest thing But damn, do we still fit so perfectly, perfectly? Yeah, yeah, yeah No no, no

Somewhere between psychotic and iconic Somewhere between I want it and I got it Somewhere between I'm sober and I'm lifted Somewhere between a mistress and commitment But I stay down, girl, I always stay down Get down, never lay down Promise to break everybody off before I break down Everyone just wait now So much on my plate now People I believed in, they don't even show their face now What they got to say now? Nothing they can say now Nothing really changed, but still they look at me a way now What more can I say now? What more can I say now? You might feel like nothing was the same I still been drinking on the low Mobbing on the low Fucking on the low Smoking on the low I still been plotting on the low Scheming on the low The furthest thing from perfect like everyone I know I just been drinking on the low Mobbing on the low Fucking on the low Smoking on the low I just been plotting on the low Scheming on the low The furthest thing from perfect, like everyone I know And I hate that you don't think that I belong to ya Just too busy running shit to run home to you You know that paper my passion Bittersweet celebrations, I know I can't change what happened I can't help it, I can't help it I was young and I was selfish I made every woman feel like she was mine and no one else's Now you hate me, stop pretending Stop that fronting, I can't take it Girl, don't treat me like a stranger Girl, you know I seen ya naked Girl, you know that I remember, don't be a pretender Getting high at the condo, that's when it all comes together You know I stay reminiscing and make-up sex is tradition But you've been missing girl, and you might feel like nothing was the same I still been drinking on the low Mobbing on the low Fucking on the low Smoking on the low I still been plotting on the low Scheming on the low The furthest thing from perfect, like everyone I know I just been drinking on the low Mobbing on the low Fucking on the low Smoking on the low I just been plotting on the low Scheming on the low The furthest thing from perfect, like everyone I know Drinking, smoking, fucking, plotting, scheming Plotting, scheming, getting money Drinking, smoking, fucking, plotting, scheming Plotting, scheming, getting money Uh This the life for me My mama told me this was right for me I got 'em worried like make sure you save a slice for me I should have spoons serve you up with a fork and knife for me The actions make us doubt you Your lack of effort got me rapping different This the shit I wanna go out to Play this shit at my funeral if they catch me slipping Naked women swimming that's just how I'm living Donate a million to some children that's just how I'm feeling A nigga filling up arenas, who the fuck can see us? I had to Derrick Rose the knee up 'fore I got the re-up Yours truly, the boy I just build and build more, y'all niggas build and destroy Y'all niggas party too much man, I just chill and record No filler, you feel it now if you ain't feel it before Yes Lord This the shit I wanna go out to Yeah, yeah This the shit I wanna go out to Drinking, smoking, fucking, plotting, scheming Plotting, scheming, getting money Drinking