I tie my shoes, leave the house
Board the train and keep on moving
My thoughts are thickening
Trees fill me like your whispering
The night is fading
Hey there, friend
I think we have a lot in common
The feeling is dead
Or maybe it's just lost and needs to be found again
Just keep on moving
A manic walk, but hey
It's just the panic talking
So keep on breathing
Don't stop creating
I stared and studied
The structure of your face
To feel connections
Some form of deeper meaning
My skin will crawl
And in the morning it will fade a little
I can't find home
Yeah, I'm a stranger in this city now
Hey there, friend
I think we have a lot in common
The feeling is dead
Or maybe it's just lost and needs to be found again
Tonight I think she might be losing me
Tonight I know she'll never set me free
I feel nothing, I want nothing, I am nothing
I feel nothing, I want nothing, I am nothing