- cifra
When the lights are low
We notice down below
How it glows brightly
And all we've washed away
Now comes out to play
With me
But this is a farce
If it's not in my own words
And I fight for a moment of rest
Just for that second we're sure we're alive
We notice our lives are defined
By what we steal
By what we steal
By what we steal
By what we steal
Trying to reach for you
Is such a breach of me and my shell
Oh well
The answers are such atask
The questions are loaded when you ask
What about me?
Am I using my own words now?
Or is someone beyond
Just waving their wand
Just for that moment we're sure we're alive
We notice our lives are defined
By what we steal
By what we steal
By what we steal
By what we steal
So what if I float
So what if I drfit
Refuse to believe
That this is all a gift
For me
For me
For me
