Testo Just a bit outside.

Couldn't this trust thing be easier? Take me in when logic is moving through ears, moving through mind. Oh, no, you cannot stop it. Optimism pleads to be heard, when you're on your knees, trying to spit up nonsense. Take my heart, Turn it and twist the circuitry. And enter into this fight that's not ours to begin with. Take my heart, Turn it and twist the circuitry. But can we make it out alive? Let your guard down, whoever said we wanted to be here in the first place. You can have all drawn lines, I'm just a bit outside of knowing my place. Crossing this dream when all it does is circle in your head closes all your thoughts and you cannot chase it, If we divide then we lose it all, don't let the others fall.