low.

I hope there's a golden age,

I pray for my sanity  

Where we don't have to answer to anyone about anything

This is not like the brochure, flying cars and sex machines 

We're all so compliant 'cause everything is what it seems
 

They can't build a satellite to tell you how loved you are  

Or some kind of life device that holds you in you've gone too far
And I don't feel myself again

I thought I'd be fixed by now

   

Walking through the horizon

I find myself back here somehow  

Give me something to die for or design a quiet mind  

Something to like mankind for 'cause we don't lie, my heart and I
 

You've been bending so long now, you think it's standing up 

And they line up behind you to build you up, buttercup 

We can lose all meaning quicker than a credit card  

And not everyone's healing so try your best and don't look too hard
 

Will I ever feel that waking? 

Make it as a lullaby 

Don't ask me to explain again, I can't lie to my heart and I

Feeling so low...

So low I almost let go

Batu Feringghi, Penang