#Swing | "Vaporwavey"

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fallow tapir
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By Logic & Love | Requested by Synthwave

Looking at these photos drives me crazy.
Can you love someone you never met? Well maybe.
Like a rubber band, I got elasticity,
But lately I'm feeling vaporwavey.

Looking for the originals like Slim Shady.
Though they're lacking authenticity, they're family.
I'm a trampoline, got elasticity.
But lately I'm feeling vaporwavey.

Every time I think about them, I feel sad.
Every time we mix together I react—
In a certain way—
That to the public eye, doesn't make me look so great.

Learning 'bout the life I once had, before I knew I had it.
Returning to bat, turns out my dad, had the same ol' habit.
If I become the best and be enough,
Maybe next, over the fence, my dad will show up.

'Cause looking at these photos drives me crazy.
Can you love someone you never met? Well maybe.
Like ElectroG, got electricity,
But lately I'm feeling vaporwavey.

Am I Invisigal with her invisibility?
If they saw me, would they even recognize me?
'Cause normally, I'd show no mercy,
But lately I'm feeling vaporwavey.

Don't make me choose like if I had an option.
Making fun of an orphan, now we're boxin'.
Don't mess with me, I may just be an anomaly,
Don't speak to family, been venting to the trees.

My figure, comes from my mother,
I'm a lover, but I'll fight much harder—
Through all of your peaks, and all your bad times.
Whining's for the weak. But all throughout this week—

I can't stop looking at these photos, and it drives me crazy.
Can you love someone you never met? Well maybe.
All over NYC, searching for family.
But I'm just left feeling vaporwavey.

Well maybe they just passed away in the 80's.
Or maybe they're in-hiding 'cause of no equality.
Positively, I'll find them eventually.
But lately I'm feeling vaporwavey.
(Cont. Below)

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I miss Adrenaline.
If I asked her to help, again,
She'd say "Of course, just tell me when".
And then we'd spend the day 'til 10,
Searching for evidence, she was elegant.
So intelligent, unlike me, who never found out how to tell people I love them.

But terrible things happen,
And we don't get a decision—
On how they transition into a division.

I envision, that one day I'll find what I'm missin',
But sometimes I get really stupid,
And don't listen—to lesson the life's trynna teach me, about what it means to be driven.
It's a given, that one day I'll find other weapons like my blades and ribbons,
And put them down.
Maybe throw them out.
Cause what really counts—
Are the friends and foster parents that are by my side,
Getting rid of Side,
And telling me it'll be alright.

Sigh
But one more time.

Looking at these photos drives me crazy.
Can you love someone you never met? Well maybe.
Like a rubber band, I got elasticity,
But lately I'm feeling vaporwavey.

Looking for the originals like Slim Shady.
Though they're lacking authenticity, they're family.
I'm a trampoline, got elasticity.
But lately I'm feeling vaporwavey.

Vaporwavey...
What the hell does this word even mean...
But now I've found my family.

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