I wish I was lying
I wish it was a dream
It's breaking my senses
It's down, it's extreme
It's extreme
If it keeps me crawling
Through loneliness fields
The future, the present
Will chase me in my sleep
I'm having an omen
I'm sure it's real
It's real
My heartbeat, my pressure
Are letting me exist,
My inner self trembles
And strangles my knees.
Look around, look around
Am I falling down?
Take my hand, look around
Am I falling down?
I'm having an omen
I'm sure it's real
I think, think I'm broken
Isn't it?
I'm having an omen
I'm having... oh
I'm broken, broken...
Isn't it?