No natural bridge between this world & me
I am an island and I floated out of reach
A no man's land between this world and me
Merrily merrily merrily, life is but a screen
I am an island, I floated out of reach
Living off the scraps that wash up on the beach
But I get the sun
I'm in the sun
What about you?
What do you trust?
Well you can trust in wanderlust and pixie dust
To show you answers yeah, if you just land somewhere foreign
Where your problems aren't even pronouncable
Yet still they seem to follow you wherever you go...
Just now you're driving on the wrong side of the road.
Air-headed tourist leech living overseas again
And driving on the wrong side of the road.
Reclusive habits, they are slowly building up
Until your life boils down to them and they're kinda who you are now.
Reclusive habits slowly building up
Til they're all that's left and they're kinda who you are now
They're kind of who you are.
And it's a crime against my own humanity
To always be content with the easiest dopamine
My biggest problem is apathy...............
But who cares?
No natural bridge between this world and me
A no man's land between this world and me (It hovers in between)
I am an island and I floated out of reach.
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