Thought the light is a thunder
Thought the light is a streatm
Thought the light will go under in my
Thought the line is a humbler
Thought the line is in green
Thought the line will go under in my
Dream I'm in
A sip of milk
Dreams they spin
Their own things
Dreams like sin
Early will
Dreams they spin, spin
Thought that I'm so much stronger
Thought that I'm standing still
Thought that I will go under in my
Thought that might is no longer
Thought that sight isn't real
Thought to fight thig going under, in my
Dreams I'm in
A sip of milk
Dreams they spin
Their own things
Dreams like sin
Early will
Dreams they spin, spin
Thought that I'm so much stronger
Thought the sight isn't real