Other David - Drop

Running round and round again I've got a flashback in my pocket
Holding back another tied up tongue behind feelings
My pocket sits, the clock it ticks, I'm knockin on a stop sign with
A fist of all I knew before I thought it
Oh the end is round the corner, where it always seems to dare, I am aware, I am aware
Voices scream in every way, in a colorful screen in a colorful way
Your breath is free to sway in the breeze
Golden locks in melting pots, with a poisonous medicine
Your sea of thoughts all just become a stream
Oh each second's getting shorter, but we move too slow to care, are you aware, are you Aware
Black hole assuming order, puzzle piece fit in a stare

Written by:
David Russell

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