You don't know how easy it is for me to sing about religion and my thoughts of you and now this time it's out.
Now back to the basics, the simple thoughts I have in mind, the skyline outlining, too specialized and overlooked, and I can't complain, it seems that I've got everything I need and I just can't explain why things aren't right.
It's like mystery and balance, all my ponderings are countless, I need to swim far, cause well are they done?
That it's this time with you.
Evolving in sickness, can't touch the things I need to not, it makes me regret this, this world and all its perfect lies, and I can't complain, it seems that I've got everything I need and
I just can't explain why things aren't right.
It's like mystery and balance, all my ponderings are countless, I need to swim far, cause well are they done?
That it's this time with you.
With you.
With you.
With you.
With you.
With you.