People are dizzy in this mature worldbehave like a man of good insightfloating up
would you tell me how to go around with youIt has’t really hit me
Words turn to reality or vanityawakened to findthat I stand in ceaseless stream Craving for
Beast is nearwatch outsense the air of violence Time has come tocross the lineall is
Far past the light had run awayI wonder why I’m hovering betweendream and real,
in the depth of waterall I can feel is wavesonly the sounds of drops
Head straight to the goal andthere is trace of tearson face suffered long term