Like seeing yo past in strangers now
What will it be for me
Im entertained at the thought of when
That used to be all i'd see
Now we're afraid youre apart of it
And youre facin all it entails
This aint a drill anymore
Dont lose the thrill of it all
Of it all
Flashback into time
To a moment you're still
Quick sec and you'll feel
What it means to be real
(Dont question it) (Retrospectiveness)