god forbid we're silent swear
you won't tell a soul often i pretend i'm at peace with consequence more lies to make us confident in our judgment
who will know who will notice us we lay awake in the paradox of our space where gravity bends light around
the sun insomniacs in quest for true position we navigate with knowledge like god time cant be protected time is
dangerous often i pretend i'm a clock and you're the hands more lies to make them
understand we're getting
closer i feel like a god
