Deep kick

Undercover

Buried in the seventh wonder

Always facing

Rainbow chasing oh

It’s gone, I could be wrong

Cold pit

Scary lover

Soul lit the violent thunder

Never wasting

Time replacing oh

It’s gone, move it along

Rip round

Make another

Solitude a major blunder

Devil styling

World defining role

My soul, will always be cold

When we run

We find sun

I don’t feel what’s real

In all the same old things

Class clown

Not another

Sad face whose life went under

We all know

The rules can bend and break

Away, think of the stakes

Heat stick

Burning under

Losing time but growin on ya

Shifting faces blur as time goes on

And on, isn’t it wrong

When we run

We find sun

I don’t feel what’s real

In all the same old things

Skin folder

Growing older

Makin’ way for young miss lola

We can wait

But she just can’t hold on

Too long, she might move on

Age old

Space lion

Listen close you’ll hear him crying

Even gods can feel it slip away

Today, is fading away

When we run

We find sun

I don’t feel what’s real

In all the same old things

You hide away

In a place you’ll never stay

Hide away

On your own…