Time and Space
The hand is the cadence before I speak
I strike between each memory
I bend myself before my speech
My charisma is useless feats
I bend it out
I don't fret about
A worthless sound
I'll be around
Making my life a disguise from itself
I'm not Nostradamus, I barely am Faust
The roof on my ceiling's the glass to break out
The storm is above me and I can't sleep now
I bend it out
I don't fret about
A worthless sound
I'll be around
I'll be around
I strike between each memory
I bend myself before my speech
My charisma is useless feats
I bend it out
I don't fret about
A worthless sound
I'll be around
Making my life a disguise from itself
I'm not Nostradamus, I barely am Faust
The roof on my ceiling's the glass to break out
The storm is above me and I can't sleep now
I bend it out
I don't fret about
A worthless sound
I'll be around
I'll be around
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Writer(s): Gary Wilson
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