25 Mar 2014
in a place that is not yours
i am undressed
we all speak that language
i've locked myself outdoors
on purpose, it's timeless
it's a pain for leisure thing

soundtracks for collecting thoughts (for what you're feeling)
and forgetting the rocks in my shoes (for your daydreaming)

please don't make me choose
my steps
this one vote nonsense
man that shit makes no sense
because I am many people
holes in walls, these holes in walls are history
bless you, and you, for thinking you know pain.

soundtracks for waking up (for what you're feeling)
and whatever helps you sleep (for your daydreaming)