When Will I Be Gone?

Watching lights dance on my walls Knowing they're just chemicals Every end in the same evening Indulging in a misplaced feeling Taking in some stars again I never finish then I start again Cutting lines I don't want to cross Bury them deep or cut them off I know my eyes just look like glass Mirroring words I want to last Falling into night for a while To step away from the ongoing cycle A hand's flow later I'm holding it back Just the same as when it never made it past Now here we are and all there is is time Just some time and some spreading lines Now I'm not one to hang on When will it be gone? When will it be gone? When will I be gone? A hand's flow later I'm holding it back Just the same as when it never made it past Now here we are and all there is is time Just some time and some spreading lines Now I'm not one to hang on When will it be gone? When will it be gone? When will I be gone?