my senses are fleeting I'll need a gouge to know my heart is still beating Keep me safe in this box of steel, Oh but that shivering spine is so real I feel so
other's eyes. We smile a lot. Knowing fair well that a wave is coming real soon. There's no way to tell what years ahead can hold in store. So kick
from big dreams, and then I'll live for my own concern. Cause sometimes I think things would be so much easier. Or in the least they would make so much