Do you ever get the feeling That you're floating Do you ever get the sense that your body is gone
Awake, out of focus Unnerved Unnerved This place might not be the same one that I know so well Out of sync with time again, feels so real this time Out of sync and violently aware that something’s off
Technically there’s a chance I might be in a dream Repeating scenes again Witnessing grieving friends Mother’s caring eyes, they carry pain I've never seen, so hysterically
“He’s still here. He’s still here.” Where? “He’s still here. He’s still here.”
I’m a floating skeptic, who are they burying Curious perspective, don’t know when to lose Like that time we met disaster covered up in sheets of plaster. Driving faster! I taste the pavement on my tongue. Punctured lung Laughing off the warning just because Faltered breathing. I’m not leaving Awake, out of focus. Unnerved This place might not be the same one that I know so well... Out of sync with time again, feels so real this time Out of sync and violently aware that somethings off They've seen enough, They've seen enough Carry on, Carry on Brother, why won’t you answer? You seem to suffer like I’m gone… No! Is that my cadaver? This can’t be over! Take me home No!! Don’t you put me under, just hold me closer To me, I’m not gone I’m not breathing I’m not leaving I’m a floating skeptic, watching them bury me Curious perspective, know when to lose Like that time we met disaster covered up in sheets of plaster. Driving faster! I taste the pavement on my tongue. Just because “He’s still here…"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
