These speakers are blown, so everything sounds off
kinda like these hot summer days...

Time
space...

I'm dreading tomorrow
and seeing that sorrow...

She stepped on your world
and she broke you down...

On the shores of a faraway place
does my love show its lovely face...

I may not be an angel
this is simple as can be...

Foul air in my throat
choking...

Why can't you love me
it's so unfair...

I sit in bed
middle of the night...

Claustrophobia begins to overtake
i see, i feel, i hear...

Sand on my toes
should be warm...

I am sitting here
waiting for you...