quinston pugh past the sun şarkı sözleri

I been in Isolation Stuck up in a fight with myself Never anybody's favorite Yeah they looked and put me back on the shelf So I'm heading to the station Up in Space, I see no one else And the moon keeps on waning Got this darkness in my head coming down The world feeling small I, feel I'm the bad guy, cuz I'm too diffèrent, ohh Got a Loose connection, with everyone I know Think I'm superficial, but I'm just tryna grow Try communicating, it can't be this hard to show Who I am Butt I count my blessings, and smile through the show When they close the curtain, there's only one that knows How I'm suffocating, and drowning, I'm out of control I'm falling now, I won't look down I'm calling out, I'm calling out Burning up, think my time is up But I'm pushing through tlll I, till I fly right past the sun I can't breathe, my soul retracts Yet in my mind, I overreact What to say when I'm in pain, I analyze all of the facts Close my eyes, I'm in the zone Yet when they open I'm all alone My mistakes make me ashamed But I will rise up out the vault Loose connection, with everyone I know Think I'm superficial, but I'm just tryna grow Try communicating, it can't be this hard to show Who I am But I count my blessings, and smile through the show When they close the curtain, there's only one that knows How I'm suffocating, and drowning, I'm out of control I'm falling now, I won't look down I'm calling out, I'm calling out Burning up, think my time is up But I'm pushing through tlll I, till I fly right past the sun It's too late My pride is in the way It makes me want to change Don't feel happy for being me So freeze frame, the asteroids in the way I've drifted off to Space And the heat is burning off of my face As I fly right Past the Sun Past the sun Oooh yeah yeah yeah In the Twilight Zone As I fly right past the sun "There was a village, built of Crumbling clay and rotting wood And it squatted ugly under a broiling sun Like a sick and mangy animal wanting To die This village had a virus shared by its people It was the germ of squalor, of hopelessness Of a loss of faith…"
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