Absolutely Asthenia

You would hardly recognize me

I've been free as I can be

Head stuck in a cycle

Shoetopia - Fri.day

Leaving my life in your hands

Cause I'm looking up at the ceiling, but it's turning into the floor

Whatever I want

We just rolled in

For the amusement of the users

Remember that you said goodbye

In everything lies a small kind of blues

Unusual stuff

Down for the minute so just chill

Say anything you want already

It whispers to me softly

Half past the point of oblivion

Get lost and then get found

Tell me how I should feel

Bored of rehearsal

No more of your station