Fletcher, James - Torus

Let's plan a getaway
Yeah you yourself admit
You can't stay there forever

Let's plan a heist
To steal your life back in
The middle of the night

Cause time is often torus
And he seems his father's son

How many escalations
Before you'll go on the run

I've got a safety pin
So eject the sim
And buy a burner for the road

You've got a laundry list
Let's make a start on it
Before your feet become too cold

Cause time is often torus
And the mantle's taken up

You talk of living in the moment
But his past has got you stuck

So do you wanna live
Live in colours
That you've never fully known

Or do you live for it
A violent contrast
To the numbness when you're stoned

Cause time is often torus
He repeats your father's sin

And the clocks are turning backwards
So turn your back and get to living

Written by:
James Fletcher

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