I could feel my teeth rub
And i almost thought my heart stopped.
I can hear the critters crawl
But i can't be lost at all.
Until my last breath leaves me,
Before the fire consumes me,
Even in my dumbest strings,
I can't be lost at all.
Between the biggest parks,
In the jaws of sharks,
I am always out,
And i can't be lost at all.
I'll get out of my skin
Lot more than i'm in.
I am a frequency
Can't you hear me?
The cold in your sheets
The breath of your sleep
Close your hoping eyes
And believe me.
I'll get out of my skin
Lot more than i'm in.
I am a frequency
Can't you hear me?
The cold in your sheets,
The breath of your sleep,
Close your hoping eyes
And believe me.
Ha.