Out of Sight

Glued to my screen, stuck in my world I stare
At the golden goal, an imaginary friend
Sometimes I break the shell and touch your flesh and blood
Sometimes I become blind and deaf to flee the crowd

Oh, this minute is the same
Again, the same idea
A pure second of truth

Stay out of sight, walk away
Your pictures make me sick
Stay in my sight, I'll plead
Oh, I'll beg you on my knees
I see myself lying in the mire with all my peers
And I can feed myself with love, sheers and good care
Sometimes I lose myself in laughter and shallowness
And kill this bogeyman, this imaginary friend



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Armand, Crazy Z., Tall Bastard
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