supposedly I should've remained in silence, but my consciousness was at present, supposedly I should've remained in silence, but my consciousness was at prese...

Maybe life is a game, And death is the prize... Maybe life is a game, And death is the prize...

It’s pulling me down like gravity Telling me I can never fly It’s pulling me down like gravity Telling me I can never fly

The sky bled in violet Pink clouds discoloured The sky bled in violet Pink clouds discoloured

I do not have an aim, voided volatile flow. I do not have an aim, voided volatile flow.

It’ll be a wish for the Same good old days. It’ll be a wish for the Same good old days.