It's All Eventual

It's all eventual
This would have happened anyways
Before there's time to regret
And time to hate
Let's just cut the cord
And avoid your attachment
Don't you know I always leave
I always bail ship before the storm
And jump before the gun goes off
Crash before I've taken off

Stay steady
Keep your feet on the ground
Don't absorb too much
Step back
Give only what's necessary
Make them ask for more
And maybe you're right
It's not that serious

I've dropped the ball again
Choose to leave the scene
And fleed my inner attack
Kicked myself down
It's become a sport to me
And I'm winning the losing game
I'd be happier if I were half as concious to my full intentions
And all my plays

Stay steady
Keep your feet on the ground
Don't absorb too much
Step back
Give only what's necessary
Make them ask for more
And maybe you're right
It's not that serious

Hold tight
Push back
Let go
Run to
Cling from
Form psuedo persuaded
Control my information flow

Stay steady
Keep your fucking feet on the ground
That's an order
Run back
Flee
Don't give anything
Make then ask
Make them want
Maybe you're right
It's not that serious
Just not that serious