
here In my head
it’s so nice to see you
We can run away inSTEAD
People
Stare at the things
They don’t
understand
People
Kill the things
They don’t understand
People
Know the way
But maybe they’re lost
It’s so nice
To kiss
I almost
Lost my head
It’s so nice to
touch you
Even though I was slightly
Dead
People
Judge the things
They don’t
understand
People
Kill the things
They don’t understand
People
Know the way
But maybe they’re lost
People see the truth but
At what cost
no
,
Don’t take me away’’;