Lost in the rhythm
Can't live up to time
Every night
I try and cry
Try to clear up my mind
Every strings i struck
Portrays same way
I was stung
Every thought, a chord
Every walk, a note
My mind is a tune
And at this, the world, fume.
Around music my life is revolved.
And against it, the world is resolved.
I'm like a melody
Needed in a song
Like a feeling
Needed to be expressed
Trying to hide away from the world
Oh Lord
My timing can't be wrong
