I'm in this room oh it's wearing thin,
None of the words said stick within.
Time to escape oh get moving on,
But this room is filled with tightly spun bonds.
Funny how we find all these others “things”
But the truth it resonates in unsure voice.
For me
For me
We never talk no we're polarized,
And I hate to admit that I care.
I can revolve around other things,
But their orbits just can't compare.
Funny how we find all these other things,
They sing and they resonate in unsure voice.
For me
For me
And all I know is that I don't know anything
When I try to coincide
With my plans,
I will try to learn I will try to hear
For me
We could relate to these other things,
We sing and we resonate in languid voice
