requiem for the dream (demo)

it's a hundreds hours flight with thousands of light years away
why i feel like im traveling back to and stuck in your very head
living in the top of glass room on the floating island of my heart
why i feel like im traveling back to and stuck in your very own head

diving in the pool
following the rule
digging up for fuel
making cracks still

though you try not to evade
drifters are on their way
carry the withered silhouette
to a dune way ahead

living in the top of glass room on the floating island of my heart
why i feel like im traveling back to and stuck in your very own head

though i hesitate
there is nothing i can save
if she is delicate
would you willing to stay

though i hesitate
there is nothing i can paint
your careless flame
crave one last frosting fade