Biscayne

Hot stuff
A feeling and a sound when it comes to me
A net to catch my breath as I puffed it out
Harder than better, hotter than ever before
I couldn’t find the words to define myself
I took up all the sparks and I fleshed them out
Caught up in life
Caught up in the moment’s write
I’m living in a pursuit
But in a second I had it all
For a second I was in control
Biscayne
Another broken verse written to my name
A cannon in an aura as I painted it out
A hungover letter, hotter than ever before
I grew up in a box to define myself
I looked up at the stars and I cussed them out
Caught up in life
Caught up in my moment’s write
I’m living in a pursuit
But in a second I had it all
For a second I was in control
I’m living in a pursuit
But in a second I had it all
Caught up in life
Caught up in the moment’s write