You're back in your midst,
you get up off the other chance,
you may not hear the beat
roaring from your nightmares,
and your rhythm is high when it's all amok,
right?
And you're breathing so slow when I hold you in my arms,
you say,
tune out the car,
tune out the car,
that's why you're trampling so far but never hide your right down,
you're back in your midst,
you up,
find a good place for singing gods and bright faces,
control a bed array of lights,
of lights.
Hiding in a flat among the cold white castle,
look like you know it's near,
the hour to do we got,
crashing at bad time,
it's so fast,
the bloody white ship,
turning in the depth of the last,
tune out the car,
tune out the car,
that's why you say,
it's kill for life,
stop now,
tune out the car,
tune out the car,
what's where you've been,
if it's covered in splash of light?
Covered in splash of light.
What's up,
slinking jokes,
am I sensing that I've been heard,
what's up?
Many walls to fight,
but find a hammer in your right hand,
there's no one to tell,
your limits are right,
I see no worry but love,
I see no warmth but old love,
face the wind inside,
blowing from this dark love,
tune out the car,
tune out the car,
your planet stays,
you've heard this words enough,
stop,
tune out the car,
that's in my head,
and on my hands,
you can feel the array of light,
you can feel the array of light.
What's up,
slinking jokes,
am I sensing that I've been