It's true, it's false, it's fake
It's falling into place
It's not quite time or space
It's early and it's late
We're tense, we fight, we break
We twist and bend and sway
But at the end of day
We're going to be ok
I woke this morning, prayed
For bread that lasts the day
Applied the body spray
No time to feel ashamed
I cycled to the shops
Passed by the undercut
Who knows if time can stop?
Who cares, if we're on top?
My random thoughts they dance
And sometimes take the chance
Remind me of the past
Mistakes that hurt my heart
Hurt people hurt their own
Likely ending up alone
Lightly touch on my regrets
Lied too much to feel at home
