Its Lonely being the only one awake...
Its like Im waiting for the world to awaiken from a
slumber, I too have been under,
Do you want to know what I know?
Its like the paper that you write on isnt white on
the inside, its black and
the square that you frame round you're picture
Is a circle not worth the moons reflection
and those that guide us are out to
Price us for the hard sell not protection
