Kokobean - 4PM IN SAN FRANCISCØ.

{Verse}
With the cold feeling of the wet impact, I just take it in
Cause I know in this moment of release, I won't get this back
But it's fine cause peace never was the choice for my state
So I'll just pass by the lowest of wills left at this rate

{Chorus}
Feels like I'm chasin' a means to losing ends
Just for feelin' safe
Losing precious time of this life I spend by
Being a runaway

{Verse 2}
Understanding less of what goes on here
It tells me all I know of where home's not nеar
Footsteps match the pace of my dying homеsick heart
Yet I wonder if this place is where I belong
So much shit just won't connect, stories I've been told
Don't fit the puzzle's gap
What's on the final piece?

{Chorus}
Feels like I'm chasin' a means to losing ends
Just for feelin' safe
Losing precious time of this life I spend by
Being a runaway