Testo An Intention

The height is [?] your name
It's on in it, you know that it can sense
If I let go of holding onto my goal
Will you let go too?

These cold hands to the face when I'm outside of place
And you can't stand behind what it takes
The eyes and nose that it takes The eyes and nose that it takes
I feel everything at the same time

These cold hands to the face when I'm outside of place
And you can't stand behind what it takes
The eyes and nose that it takes
The eyes and nose that it takes
I feel everything at the same time, time