The end begins just as it starts
And leaves me wondering what we left behind
Told me not to talk but please explain
My thoughts that float around my mindSo take a step back will you
Be alright, feel alright?
And nowAll this time when we walk we won't feel
But sometime in a box it won't stealUp ahead I see it, I can find it but I feel alive
Followed me inside of a place
I felt like things would still be alright
And nowAll this time when we walk we won't feel
But sometime in a box it can steal
All this time when I talk it's not real
It's not real, not real, not real, it's not realAll this time when we walk we won't feel
But sometime in a box it won't steal
All this time when I walk I won't feel, I won't feel
All this time when I talk it's not real, it's not realNot real, not real, not real, not real, it's not real
Not real, not real, not real, it's not real
Not real, not real, not real, not real
All this time when I talk it's not real, it's not real, it's not real
Songwriters
Solon Ben Bixler;Rachel Eleanore StoltePublished by
KILL THE PIANO MUSIC