Downtime
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
I can't make moves around here
I need to clear my head first
Like a deer in the headlights of a car
That's going backwards
Running over rooftops catching dust on my sweatshirt
Leaping over buildings while trying to scrap off that dirt
Off my shoulder I
Think that this is over
While You were moving rocks
I was busy crushing boulders
Roadblocks block goals
We were not supposed to know
When life is happening and I'm not
I always try to take control back
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
I felt so lost for
Quite some time now
Could you please get off my mind now
This is all happening right now
I felt so lost for
Quite some time now
Could you please get off my mind now
This is all happening right now
I'm in a particularly bad space
Got headaches but no breaks
Place every step on the right tile
Believing that this is all that i
Can do this time Got my eyes open wide
And my senses sharp like The winds up in the sky
As of lately at nightI will not have the time
To get behind why
I get torn apart, shattered and scarred
By conflicts and contradictions
Of what one could want and what I think Is art
But I can't let my dreams stay fiction
So Give me some time And listen
Rip out my heart
Leave a whole where you were
You might think you are smart
While I'm already there
This downtime hits hard
Though I don't really care
Keep on pushing myself past the point where my
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
I can't make moves around here
I need to clear my head first
Like a deer in the headlights of a car
That's going backwards
Running over rooftops catching dust on my sweatshirt
Leaping over buildings while trying to scrap off that dirt
Off my shoulder I
Think that this is over
While You were moving rocks
I was busy crushing boulders
Roadblocks block goals
We were not supposed to know
When life is happening and I'm not
I always try to take control back
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
I felt so lost for
Quite some time now
Could you please get off my mind now
This is all happening right now
I felt so lost for
Quite some time now
Could you please get off my mind now
This is all happening right now
I'm in a particularly bad space
Got headaches but no breaks
Place every step on the right tile
Believing that this is all that i
Can do this time Got my eyes open wide
And my senses sharp like The winds up in the sky
As of lately at nightI will not have the time
To get behind why
I get torn apart, shattered and scarred
By conflicts and contradictions
Of what one could want and what I think Is art
But I can't let my dreams stay fiction
So Give me some time And listen
Rip out my heart
Leave a whole where you were
You might think you are smart
While I'm already there
This downtime hits hard
Though I don't really care
Keep on pushing myself past the point where my
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
Clothes torn apart
Got a hole in my hand
In the shape of your heart
Not what you'd expect
I was off from the start
Though I will be next
Still state of the art
Just way too complex
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Writer(s): Oliver Perkics
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