I like to think about the oceans as they come in, people as they run in, through the passage hall they bumping, all the music I like so awesome. (x2) As parting ways with demons has left me baron, its felt calm but honestly stagnant, maybe its the way that I feel apparent, to other individuals, sitting on a stool looking me dead in my eyes, they trying to fix my life. But I dont want that tonight, all parts is part of you so parting with you is not always the best thing to do. I like to think about the oceans as they come in, people as they run in, through the passage hall they bumping, all the music I like so awesome. (x2) Its awesome when you speak about different genres to other people, but my cerebral is merely feeble when it comes to things that are feasible, I can piece together dont get me wrong, but why does it feel like something has a golden gun, aiming right at my head, while im lying in bed, maybe its just my mind saying its done again. I like to think about the oceans as they come in, people as they run in, through the passage hall they bumping, all the music I like so awesome. (x2)
