Between motionless and this,
Retched state of digression.
Treading on the line, that I drew from my own compliance.
Let me feel it rain down.
I cannot wait any longer.
Let's get something straight:
I am not, oh, I am not
Who you made me out to be.
It's the awakening of my body's inner consciousness.
A fraction of my sleepless, numb existence.
Rain down now on me. [x2]
Oh, I feel it now.
Pick and pull apart my limbs,
Push me down now from your throne.
Oh, I feel it now.
Drag me down now to the floor,
Press the point into my skin.
Oh, I feel it now. [x2]
Something will have to collide,
To end the constant spinning of cycles strung together.
And I'm crawling in the streets.
Where is my fix? [x3]
Where is my...
I stand alone in time. [x4]
When they spun away, I fell apart. [x2]
Retched state of digression.
Treading on the line, that I drew from my own compliance.
Let me feel it rain down.
I cannot wait any longer.
Let's get something straight:
I am not, oh, I am not
Who you made me out to be.
It's the awakening of my body's inner consciousness.
A fraction of my sleepless, numb existence.
Rain down now on me. [x2]
Oh, I feel it now.
Pick and pull apart my limbs,
Push me down now from your throne.
Oh, I feel it now.
Drag me down now to the floor,
Press the point into my skin.
Oh, I feel it now. [x2]
Something will have to collide,
To end the constant spinning of cycles strung together.
And I'm crawling in the streets.
Where is my fix? [x3]
Where is my...
I stand alone in time. [x4]
When they spun away, I fell apart. [x2]