I sleep with the sound on
I fill empty conversations with words
There's always somebody I pass time with
But I still wonder
Why is the sky blue?
Doing my walk on the moon
I think I'm losing my mind
'Cause I keep falling through the black holes in cycles
It's a never-ending tightrope
Oh well
And I'm friends with existential, nothing special
'Cause I'm used to feeling awkward as hell
I wanna shout from the rooftops
Like I haven't got a care in the world
'Cause maybe I'd find out (maybe I'd find out)
That I'm not quite so alone when I'm thinking
Why is the sky blue?
Doing my walk on the moon
I think I'm losing my mind
'Cause I keep falling through the black holes in cycles
It's a never-ending tightrope
Oh well
And I'm friends with existential, nothing special
'Cause I'm used to feeling awkward as hell
I'm holding on inside my mind
But it gets hard from time to time
Oh, I'm holding on inside my mind
But it gets hard
'Cause I keep falling through the black holes
It's a never-ending tightrope
Oh well
And I'm going through the cycles
Feeling existential as hell
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