The up and down will never meet, only get placed at different seats.
The light is on and electricity dance with the heat.
The waving hands under your bed are ready to tell you all about the things you've fled.
Help me to feel safe, save me from me and myself.
Help me to feel safe, save me from me and myself.
The up and down will never meet and create that perfect beat.
I guess I am wrong but feel pretty meek. It's just so hard to listen when you speak.
The waving hands under your bed are ready to tell you all about the things you've fled.