Wishful (Thinking)

Cyberworld chemistry on my mind
Guessin' when I'll get my next message
Floatin' clouds got me feelin' fine
At our highest it's understood
When people ask my name
I tell them I get paid
I'm maxed at four fifty
And I'm always carryin' with me
And I'm always carryin' with me
Said I'm maxed at four fifty
And I'm, And I'm always carryin' with me

Snow melt on my face
Now my memory erased
I'm fallin' down the hole
And I just try to make it home
Lips pressed on my face
My time I can't erase
Slowly lose control
Return the life I stole
Snow melt on my face
Now my memory erased
I'm fallin down the hole
And I just try to make it home
Lips pressed on my face
My ti-time I can't erase
Slowly lose control
Return the life I stole

Wishful thinking

I'm thinking tonight will be the night
I see the city skyline
Like it when my ice shine
Feel the cold
To my demons I've been sold
Now I'm walking down my street
To where online city people meet
Wishful thinking
I'm thinking tonight will be the night
I see the city skyline
Like it when my ice shine
Feel the cold
To my demons I've been sold
Now I'm walking down my street
To where online city people meet

Yeah it's half past three
But I'm still on a mission
Feelin' so blank, I'm a banshee
Waiting for a transition
To fly over inhibition
Oh-oh
High-angle flight over cold sea
Green landscape on the horizon
And far mountains in low-poly
Fresh breeze got me carefree

Snow melt on my face
Now my memory erased
I'm fallin' down the hole
And I just try to make it home
Lips pressed on my face
My time i can't erase
Slowly lose control
Return the life I stole

Coming back for more ain't an option
'Cause I'm missing the key
Yeah this world's in 5D
Blue flames in ignition
Makes this dimension
So close to unholy
Would you just leave me
Out of my confusion
Give me the options
I've got conditions
And you've got yours
But you just might meet
The real me



Credits
Writer(s): Davide Spinato
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