The Man

Throw away the key

Theres nothing else you can have from me

You can take it with the all salt

Everything wrong was all my fault

There’s nothing else to say

You won’t believe it anyway

From my crooked point of view

It’s like I always said to you

Endless are the days

and every moment’s stalled

In the center of two points

I’m infinitely small

So I bent down

and put in a call to the man

but his inbox was full so

I’ll die but I won’t fall

cuz a hanged man don’t swing so low

If I close my eyes

the world will disappear

but in the eyes of god

I was never really here

It’s clear

i couldn't say more about it

i though that my time was due

no point to worry about it

my thoughts stuck together with glue

you say you don't know nothing, i doubt it

we're on a rooftop dancing in tune

and if you read a little more about it

it might just turn out true