People like you;
you live in a dream world.
You despise the outside and you fear the next one.
It’s in your dream.
There’s just one question.
Should I kill or should I be left behind?
Sick and tired of all your complaints.
This is the hour, we bring it down.
I’ve come to realize,
with every little glimpse you fade.
I was told that I could fly.
When least expected - cloud connected.
You seem to be so introverted.
How come we fail with all that is given?
You crossed the line. You remember my name.
Time runs backwards as long as you are heading that way.
I’ve come to realize,
with every little glimpse you fade.
I was told that I could fly.
When least expected - cloud connected.
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