Delirium (feat. Luke Tan)

Spiraling colour of my world A bright attendance, collection of butterflies Pinned my wings behind a deadman's head Where is my mind Why am I in a constant State of delirium Tripping, I Will never see the same again Spiraling colour of my world A bright attendance, collection of butterflies Pinned my wings behind a deadman's head Where is my mind What key is your life in Mine's in B-flat minor Because sometimes it feels like the saddest Song you'll ever hear What's the deal with people having Too much pressure It makes no sense to give yourself Such unrealistic ideals Unrealistic ideals Unrealistic ideals It's funny how some people Can mean the world to you Lonely and desperate, they come At the end of every day I find myself alone Writing songs and losing time I'm home, home I'm home I'm home