when i lose myself i would tell the world i'm
catching flies by now speaking to someone
breaking the windows this house is dead the sound
of falling when the pictures are moving
between the memories dead in time brave try the
meaning of loss i know your smile is deadly
at this point wherever you are i am not if you
didn't know all the moments when i lose myself
i would tell the world i guess i should know
the limits of the world there are moments
i find myself not breathing at all
