Disappears in a minute
All the context, the floor stood on
Trying to get to come to terms to admit
Free-falling
And trying to maintain the feelings in my face
As I abbreviate
At the whim of memories, I can't place
Chalk it up to reckless squander
No, it's not the design, no deviations
Please (Schizophrenic neon thunder)
Oh, I get it
They knew what's best for me
Their context is all that we can be
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
What am I
But what I'm made to be (Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they have been right)
To feel the poetry behind
All the fractions in all the fractures
To feel life
Beyond the gist
The spots we missed
Chalk it up to reckless squander
No, it's not the design, no deviations
Please (Schizophrenic neon thunder)
Oh, I get it
They knew what's best for me (Use their incomplete reactions)
(To muffle discrepancies)
Not a single movement
Not a step beyond the gravity
Of time
Not a single movement
Not a step beyond the gravity
Of Time
Not a single movement
Not a step beyond the gravity
Of time
Not a single movement
Not a step beyond the gravity
Of time
Not a single movement
Not a step beyond the gravity (Not a single movement)
Of time
Their context is all that we can be
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must be right)
What am I?
(Am I) A Possibility
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must have been right)
(Trust, they must be right)