8 acessos
My life is just a fake
Put my fist
Right through these walls
If I concentrate
The paint is wet
But I forget
I keep drifting off
The floors can't take any weight
But my pen moves on
Keeps writing
No mistake
What we have we share
All in together
Always come prepared
Whatever the weather
I'm late
I'm always late
I'm somewhere else
Not here and now
In time and space
I'm lost on a map
Where the satellites won't track
In an altered state
Which leaves no trace
I'm late in time
And lost in space
What we have
We share
All in together
Always come prepared
Whatever the weather
Rabbit hole