Pulse Ultra Glass Door
Suspended in nothing too dramatic
Leads me wanting dissonance
My fulfillment is often sporadic
Trying to lift my resonance
Nothing is yours
Nothing is mine
Nothing is yours
NOTHING IS YOURS
Nothing is yours
Don't get so caught up with all that owing that stores
All your vibes inside this glass door
Depression sets in like a neighbor unwanted
But you can't refuse 'cause it's not your house
Once you stop buying discover the hunted
Void that you fill with material malice
Nothing is yours
Nothing is mine
Nothing is mine
NOTHING IS YOURS
Nothing's set in stone for the fearful
Nothing's set in stone for the fearful
Nothing's set
Your life is rented
So BURN ALL THE SHIT
YOU
OWN
