I have no recollection of my face
I feel I might've been in here for days
Couldn't say which is real and which is fake
Who's to say that I don't want it this way?
We are
We are caught in a world of art
We are caught in a world apart
Indulging our sensational heart too hard
We are a narrative of infinite arc
We are
I have no recollection of my face
I feel I might've been in here for days
Couldn't say which is real and which is fake
Who's to say that I don't want it this way?
We are
We are caught in a world of art
We are caught in a world apart
Indulging our sensational heart too hard
We are a narrative of infinite arc
We are caught in a world of art
We are caught in a world apart
Indulging our sensational heart too hard
We are a narrative of infinite arc
We are