Faces that I don't even recognize replace
The faces that I know
And shapelessly scream at me to wait
Impatiently for someone to create
A list of things to see
Before I die

Somewhere in time
I forgot to read the space between the lines
And couldn't find the plot

Maybe I should've left it all behind me in the dust
With all those wasted days

Hang my head in infrared
Thе yellow fades to blue
With thе death of melody
Impressively reviewed

I could not turn away

The best version of myself
Is nothing to write home about
Nobody burns their words anymore

Hang my head in infrared
The yellow fades to blue
With the death if melody
Impressively reviewed
I could not turn away
I could not run away

In the wake of it all, I'd rather sleep
Looking for a concept
Searching for a technique

I can remember

Places that I don't even recognize replace
The spaces that I know, and maybe, just maybe
I could never see the forest for the trees, but
It wasn't up to me

The best version of myself
Is nothing to write home about
Nobody burns their words anymore