Its that feeling of pressure
Thats not needed no never
I like that feeling of pleasure
One little taste so I make it forever
Its that moment of silence
Yes I thrive in the quiet times
Yes I thrive for that quiet life
Would you believe if I told you why
Would you believe it
I sold my soul
for the masses
Left my hope with my passion
I kinda like feeling famished
Staying hungry
Is the fashion
For
The cameras
The passengers
I can see this plane crashing cause
I cant let it go