I’m lying on my car,
Watching the ocean...
Here we are,
You and me...
Here we are,
You and me...
When I found out about…
The thing we talked about...
Lies …
blackened skies...
In my room I am.
Staring at hourglass sand...
Life it seems
Is something we take for granted...
Death is too easy; life is too hard. That is why I am in the middle. |
I am a spectre, a ghost, an apparition. That is why I have no friends. |
It’s funny: The amount of time we spend, alone, with nothing but time to spend. |