People like you
You live in a dream world
You despise the outside

And you fear you're the next one

It's in your dream

There's just one question
Should I kill?
Or should I be left behind?


Sick and tired
Of all your complaints

This is the hour
We bring it down


I've come to realize
Every little glimpse, you fade
I was told that I could fly

When least expected, cloud connected

You seem to be

So introverted
How come we fail?
With all that is given?


You crossed the line
You remember my name

Time runs backwards
As long as you are heading that way