Time runs backwards
Sick and tired
With every little glimpse you fade
And you fear the next one
You seem to be
You crossed the line
With every little glimpse you fade
I was told that I could fly
Should I kill
With every little glimpse you fade
Why don't you realize
I was told that I could fly
This is the hour
I’ve come to realize
Or should I be left behind?
It’s in your dream
There’s just one question
You despise the outside
With all that is given
I was told that I could fly
Of all your complaints
When least expected, cloud connected
When least expected, cloud connected
As we're heading that way
We bring it down
I've come to realize
You remember my name
So introverted
How come we fail
