when My hands are needles my fingers are feathers piercing the air well I'm tickling through the atmosphere (3x)
I'm pulling out the wires I'm not your puppet yo're not my master and your thunder forces to melt me will I wake until it's over over over
though your gift is so unreal(so unreal) (but why these days are passin' by) and your thrill is so visible (so visible) (damn why these days are runnin by)
I'm apart that's right
Cause I've figured out what myself means to me Just another transparent kind of you in me
to have and to hold on I've always chased strength to go on to move on to belong your species are so fucking wrong
the evolution has stopped
and now the time has it's own way
but i am still apart
do you see me
to have and to hold on to move and to belong
you're so gentle and kind and any your advice I could use to believe I could use to believe but why these days are passin' by you're so gentle and kind you're so gentle and kind