Из альбома: Tiny Cities
Does not exist, take an exit
I hear voices insinuating
Feeds me words to this song that I am saying
Sunlight, 7:20 PM early September
Standing looking at a photograph you don't remember
You look out of breath, and me like I am faking
As I matter of fact I don't recall this being taken
You don't actually exist so I start shaking
Does not exist, take an exit