Well take a look at this wreck, He had it all she said, It was unconditional. Well just what have you done? He lost himself to the individual.
I need a time and space leap, To bring me back, Back to the basics, To take my head and rub my face in, The gold I had, I was clearly faced with.
Peeling past the core of the apple of my eye, And all that's there for sure Is a hip hip horizon. Lengthy self-reproach of a humiliating guise, My A and B lies in altercation.
And I need a time and space leap, To bring me back, Back to the basics, To take my head and rub my face in, The gold I had, I was clearly faced with.
My head lies so deep underground So all I can taste is low, low, low.
Well just what have you done?
And I need a time and space leap, To bring me back, Back to the basics, To take my head and rub my face in, The gold I had, I was clearly faced with.
(Timeline space)
And I know a time and space leap was never right, Just needed basic advice. My head is inches off the ground, And what I taste is far from known. And I know a time and space leap was never right, Just needed basic advice. My head is inches off the ground.
My head lay so far underground So all I could taste was low low low.