High Time Now

Where is the recognition I'm out at intermission Dotting the fine line on a piece of organized crime And you're out with her, when we lose control We get these familiar emotions, that condition of ourself I'm waiting for recognition, but really I'm praying for incognition On a central guy to the night sky If you see me smile, don't get it confused A soft apologetic suggestion, but really, I'm a recluse Where is the recognition She struggles with imprecision He turned to her and said, "You're the prettiest girl I've ever met" For you have sung my praises, existential, and other human crazes It's high time for me now to leave this world behind He wanted more recognition, but she went dancing with bad decisions They turned to her and said, "You're the craziest girl we've ever met" So don't do it again, cause maybe there won't be again It's high time for you now, to leave this world behind She got her recognition, it ended in demolition Troublesome head first collision Onlookers, they laugh in derision Off to the Heaven's doors where she couldn't see herself no more [?]