Q W E R T Y

When did people get so bored
That I still can't see the wood for the trees?
They sound the same as anyone
I can simply hear and they dance like I set up pranks
Like pranks

Has the sound and light joined the vision, I'll dismiss one out yet?
I guess not
Take my hand and get me out of here
Out of here, out of here now

Did I ever tell you I can see through walls?
Picking out bricks with my eyes, now
I can put my hand through the glass
Of a window so it appears

Why not stay for another day?
For we can hide away
Avoiding routine, everyday things
In this perfect hiding place
Why not stay for another day?
For we can hide away
Avoiding routine, everyday things
In this perfect hiding place
Why not stay for another day?
For we can hide away
Avoiding routine, everyday things
In this perfect hiding place