Logging Off

Walk along the tight-rope, Do it with my eyes closed. Tip toe, dancing in limbo Gotta get it right though, I don't wanna die slow, Indo smoke hit my windows Movin like a cyclone, Remove the blindfold, windows feel like my kinfolk Mind of a psycho, body like a silo. info always stay crypto

Lookin in the depths is like lookin into yourself There's nothin left, Not the dark or the light, or the life or death I could never unsee the things that I've seen again And time again I feel distracted by things that I can't prevent

Now it's time for the death of traditions Play my position as the reaper, the teacher of quantum physics I just listen and observe all the minutes that they are spending While preventing the catastrophe from breaching through my mental

I don't need anything, anything, Anything, anything, anything, anything I can want anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, anything I don't need anything, anything, Anything, anything, anything, anything I can want anything, anything, anything, anything, anything, anything