Lost Boy
I'm lost on all accounts
On account of us being gone
I counted on me and I lost
But I won myself back in songs
Never had a chance
If I never knew I was wrong
Rather be undead
Than a human thats torn apart
A Martian on a mission
Marching for a vision
Inside of us missing
Outside a new addition
With a vice to these addictions
Its life inside a prescription
Im ready to pop the bottle
I be the nights technician
The moons my pill to swallow
On account of us being gone
I counted on me and I lost
But I won myself back in songs
Never had a chance
If I never knew I was wrong
Rather be undead
Than a human thats torn apart
A Martian on a mission
Marching for a vision
Inside of us missing
Outside a new addition
With a vice to these addictions
Its life inside a prescription
Im ready to pop the bottle
I be the nights technician
The moons my pill to swallow
Credits
Writer(s): Patryk Szyszlak
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