歌词
Barreling through the bigger picture, I might overlook the little things
But I’m setting my sights on the ceiling
It’s come to be expected
I’ll keep my eyes on the prize
But I’m still swimming in an ocean of silhouettes
In black, we all can’t be significant
But I’m setting my sights on the ceiling
I’m staying calm and collected
Castaway
I’m sending this in all directions
Radiate from every single cell, every time I was presented the illusion of a choice
So what went wrong?
Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?
You thought it out carefully, so what went wrong?
Written by: Adam Allen, Marc Allen, Trevor Vieweg
