People like you;
you live in a dream world
You despise the outside and you fear the next one
It' in your dream
There' 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
With 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