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

[?]