i can't feel this this i can't die if you can think of a reason and maybe not believe it tell me why you need it vision wasn't what it seems did not didn't think our faith was so small we get to move through
you can't see me as i am
and i bet it falls too far along
planets all aligned in seeds of pigment bleeding over me in line across the sky
time razor fold under pressure you're taking the measure
i hope you know that I'm still here still empty we get to move through i need to move it just keeps going on empty we get to move through