Pluralone Stretch The Truth
I caught the tail end
Feel so unimportant
The world was here before me
The world existed before me in it
Getting that through my thick head
Forget accomplishment
I'll never be satisfied
I'll never be satisfied
Stretch the truth so I fit into it
I don't fit into it
When my youth comes crashing to the bitter end
Get used to it
Feel like I've done my best
Never heard such bullshit
Thе world will turn without me
The world will get on finе without me in it
Letting go of me
The patterns fall away
I'm not in anymore than you want me to be
All I want is your hand
All I hear is your name
If I was blind your face I would see
You made it hard to recognize me
Letting go of me
The patterns fall away
I'm not in it anymore than you want me to be
