The Computer - Human Context

Retrospect of a Comedown

I think I've lost contact with reality
An intense feeling of happiness floats in the atmosphere
As my heart beats
In Bohnam rates
The shape of her eyes, it became as great
As the moon that August night

White horses, white horses
Running wild and free
White horses, white horses

While our teeth share my last gum
She said "We might overdid it but I'm having fun"
Save your doubts for another day
It's been half an hour since I had a smoke
I'm out of things to say, I can't feel my throat
A bitter taste to remember it all

White horses, white horses
Running wild and free
White horses, white horses
Full on dopamine
Running wild and free
Running wild and free

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Writer(s): Georgios Papadopoulos
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