Waste
All the things you never know
Drifting into my zone
We don't speak
I haven't heard
Where you are
I have no word
You dont see and
You never could
If you think you ever did me good
You're wrong
So wrong
All the things you never know
Drifting into my zone
All the things that slip your mind
But you know you fell behind
On the run
I have to be
Moving on
From tragedy
Medicate
Elevate
Meditate
Resuscitate
All the things you never know
Drifting into my zone
All the things that slip your mind
But you know you fell behind
Nothing can keep me here
Any word from you would do no good
Autor(es): Eugene Sims