Lyrics
The years I was numb feel no regrets
The years when I was emotionally numb, I have no regrets about.
But there's hard to come cast out like a man
It's difficult to come to terms with being cast out, similar to a man.
I surrounded myself with outsider art
I surrounded myself with outsider art.
It murdered my spirit and life fell apart
This art negatively impacted my spirit, and as a result, my life fell apart.
Alone in the garden I love by the sea
Alone in the garden I love by the sea.
With none of the sense why chill over me
Without any understanding, a sense of chill hangs over me.
The feel last forever I think you cna keep
The feeling lasts forever, and I believe you can keep it.
My days were together and now it's last a week
My days were once together, but now they only last a week.
Time is a bastard, the routine a hore
Time is difficult, and routine is like a curse.
The sun is exploding what headache for war
The sun is exploding, causing a headache for war.
With sleeping the moon holds her knife
While sleeping, the moon holds a knife.
Her such one to seven will stand in my life
Her influence, from one to seven, will stand in my life.
But in that brief moment our life's be collide
But in that brief moment, our lives collide.
Freedom from cast with you by my side
Freedom from societal norms is achieved with you by my side.
No need for section who hold holy books
No need for sections or holy books that dictate behavior.
My notice is coming I see how it looks
I notice change coming, and I see how it looks.
Oh, our lives they collide
Repetition of "Oh, our lives they collide."
Oh, our lives they collide
-Oh, our lives they collide
-Oh, our lives they collide
-Born of the how alive
Born out of the how alive.
Born the state back
Born into the state of being backward.
Get out of life
Get out of life.
Nothing last forever I think you can keep
Nothing lasts forever, and I believe you can keep it.
My days were together my nuts last a week
My days were once together, but now they only last a week.
Time is bastard, routine a hore
Time is difficult, and routine is like a curse.
The sun is exploding what headache for war
The sun is exploding, causing a headache for war.
Oh, our lives they collide
Repetition of "Oh, our lives they collide."
Oh, our lives they collide
-Oh, our lives they collide
-Oh, our lives they collide
-Our lives they collide
Our lives collide.
My life they collide, they collide, they collide
Repetition of "My life they collide."
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