Elliot Root 10,000
Suddenly, I wake up.
I'm hiding from the lovely side.
Each day's a new day.
Still, I seek the shelter of the night.
Make up your mind.
There's no falling through space, you see.
The fear of it comes, and it goes.
What to believe?
10, 000 feet above the ground, and I am floating in an unusual headspace.
Feeling like my mind is laced
with the doubts and fears of this place.
10, 000 feet above the ground, and I am floating in an unusual headspace.
Feeling like my mind is laced
with the doubts and fears of this place.
When I was a child,
I dreamed that my dreams be real.
Now that I'm older,
I find it harder to feel.
I don't know why I'm trying to say:
Maybe through digital screens,
life isn't real.
Ohohohohohoh
10, 000 feet above the ground, and I am floating in an unusual headspace.
Feeling like my mind is laced
with the doubts and fears of this place.
10, 000 feet above the ground, and I am floating in an unusual headspace.
Feeling like my mind is laced
with the doubts and fears of this place.
10, 000 feet above the ground and I am floating in an unusual headspace.
Feeling like my mind is laced
with the doubts and fears of this place.
10, 000 feet above the ground and I am floating in an unusual headspace.
Feeling like my mind is laced
with the doubts and fears of this place.