Yo
Tokyo

I'm sick of the present, I wanna live in the future
Dip my toe in Tokyo, wish I could swim in it sooner
I almost drowned in the H.G. Wells, I need a time machine
Count all the grey-green whales inside my mind when she
Nags me to the edge of my consciousness
Stretchin' her socks that reach to the top of her knees, yet I'm feelin so confident
That I don't need her as an anchor, I just see her as a way for me
To feel less lonely, sleeping in primeval cities anger me
But shit (what?)

I admit it's great when every date begins with the lip
Ends with the Dick, like Philip K
But she won't let me celebrate
Skin as thin as cellophane
Eyes look like they're pepper sprayed
Still within this yesterday
I just want a part from all I see
Like the author Arthur C Clarke, embark upon an odyssey

Honestly, I'm bored of my environment
A side effect of hiding my entire life inside a tiny winding vent
With both my eyes peering through the grates, I hold a world beyond my own
Same eyes return to worlds and I would swirl [?] the fall below
Certain I could watch it glow
But her silhouette that pirouettes and intercepts the view without an ill intent

Well, so she says while she tries to make me stay
I won't mind a 10 hour flight to dive in those lazy waves
Build a foundation like Isaac Asimov and live in peace
In that neon paradise, content upon that distant beach

I wanna live in Japan
I wanna live in Japan
I wanna live in Japan
I wanna live in Tokyo
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