To feel boxed in
Is what makes you high
And I've failed to leave this again
I guess it keeps me alive
This time, the vision's not bright for me!
You're image, you're not sound
And I'll wait for you enlighten me!
But I know you'll let me down...
Drop!
Drop!
Drop!
To zero!
Drop!
Drop!
And it lifts you up
While it brings me down
If your images faces the front
Then I turn around
This time, the feeling's not right for me!
We stand in different lines
And I'll wait for you enlighten me!
With your proud pathetic mind...
Drop!
Drop!
Drop!
To zero!
Drop!
Drop!
Eyesore...
Drop!
Drop!
Drop!
To zero!
Drop!
Drop!
Eyesore...