I don't understand small talk
I need to know something deep
I crave to know whats in your heart
I crave for you to know what's in me

Who am I exactly?
I think I've lost the string on the ring
Am I a rebel?
Am I a *****?
Where is the man who is waiting at my door?

I am getting on my last nerve
My eyesight needs to be stirred
I can hear their every word
"Who does she think she is?"
"Is she who she says she is?
Am I who I say I am?

I had the experience of everything I wanted
It felt real
It was all I wanted
Just for that moment
Something please be real

My hearts ****** up
I mean, I don't know what the hell is going on
Its singing a foreign song
The world is you
Your world that you so deeply withhold
Its like mining for gold
And the climate is too cold


I feel so free
But so confused
Bight colors everywhere
Flashing beams of lights
The world our stage
I tripped over the curtain
And with my self, the my universe hit the ground