I Don't Trust Myself
I don't trust myself around you
But I can say farewell since I found you
I don't trust myself around you
But I can say farewell since I found you
In my garden, in my sleep
We were both surrounded, you and me
Cybernetic wiring in my mind down to my irises
Martians in starships marching to violins
Shoot 'em out the sky then question why they say we violentist
The weak sleep in cryogen to live life and die again
Why do I arise from every dream that I'm dying in?
Why is peace, a feeling that we feel and wish to find again
Me, personally, I don't think I've lived my life with it
Just crashed another whip, I think it's time to find my drive again
These days, the world as a whole is disheveled
And every single soul's been sold to the devil
Government officials rocking golden embezzles
In the confinement of their homes, sending drones to go get you
Golden in my sleep
We were both surrounded, you left me
Yeah
It's 3055 and there's more robots than people
They got us closed off, and they've deemed we all evil
Eat? We all mostly machine, why would we need to?
This message has been sent through centuries to reach you
They treat a phone just like an extension of soul
If it wasn't, then this morning, you'd have left it at home
Lined my notes with every verse and every line that I wrote
Through these optic lenses, take a glimpse and see through your soul
We kept dumping oil in the endless void of the ocean
Countless City's kept collapsing after floods and erosion
People seem nice, but everyone's devoid of emotion
It sucks to know that we could die and still never be noticed
Yo
But I can say farewell since I found you
I don't trust myself around you
But I can say farewell since I found you
In my garden, in my sleep
We were both surrounded, you and me
Cybernetic wiring in my mind down to my irises
Martians in starships marching to violins
Shoot 'em out the sky then question why they say we violentist
The weak sleep in cryogen to live life and die again
Why do I arise from every dream that I'm dying in?
Why is peace, a feeling that we feel and wish to find again
Me, personally, I don't think I've lived my life with it
Just crashed another whip, I think it's time to find my drive again
These days, the world as a whole is disheveled
And every single soul's been sold to the devil
Government officials rocking golden embezzles
In the confinement of their homes, sending drones to go get you
Golden in my sleep
We were both surrounded, you left me
Yeah
It's 3055 and there's more robots than people
They got us closed off, and they've deemed we all evil
Eat? We all mostly machine, why would we need to?
This message has been sent through centuries to reach you
They treat a phone just like an extension of soul
If it wasn't, then this morning, you'd have left it at home
Lined my notes with every verse and every line that I wrote
Through these optic lenses, take a glimpse and see through your soul
We kept dumping oil in the endless void of the ocean
Countless City's kept collapsing after floods and erosion
People seem nice, but everyone's devoid of emotion
It sucks to know that we could die and still never be noticed
Yo
Credits
Writer(s): Alexandra Mcintyre, Willem Bakker, Evan Helm
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.