How on?
I'm haywire and what's left
I just can't compare
What's left
I have yet to discover
Slow down
It's too much
Oh, there's no crown
There's no prize
For what
You are trying to do
Downtown
There's no light
And I know that I'm not
Going to sleep, I can't
I tried my best but I can't
I enjoyed
You know
I enjoyed
Maybe if I made a deal with gravity
I could finally fly over your time
Regain all them nerves
And put them back inside my veins
Your time
Has been
Aborted
Mission failed
Your time
Has been
Aborted
Mission failed
And again I'm lost
Inside these lines
But there must be some beauty
Hidden in every final chapter
Oh
Known or not known what to write