| [00:24.27] |
I guess it’s Sunday morning, |
| [00:26.66] |
Or maybe friday nevermind. |
| [00:29.75] |
I stand up in a bed, not mine. |
| [00:33.04] |
I’m out of my mind. |
| [00:36.13] |
white horses running, |
| [00:39.27] |
Psyche slavery. |
| [00:42.41] |
Outside a bird is eating something, |
| [00:45.64] |
Give me your wings it will make me fly. |
| [01:13.74] |
I guess it’s friday morning, |
| [01:18.12] |
Or maybe Sunday, nevermind. |
| [01:21.50] |
I stand up in a place, not mine. |
| [01:24.34] |
I truly out of my mind |
| [01:27.52] |
The white horses running, |
| [01:30.56] |
I felt so down, so wrong. |
| [01:33.74] |
Now i feel so lonely |
| [01:38.02] |
it will make me die. |
| [02:06.10] |
I guess it’s Sunday morning, |
| [02:09.04] |
Or maybe friday nevermind. |
| [02:12.27] |
I stand up in a bed, not mine. |
| [02:15.36] |
I’m out of my mind. |
| [02:18.64] |
The white horses running, |
| [02:21.83] |
I felt so down, so wrong. |
| [02:25.37] |
Now i feel so lonely |
