Times flies,
It stays up high above the ground.
I try to come to terms
With my future tense.
I despise conformity,
The lies, the clenched fists.
I wish that I could feel,
Touch of sanity.
I wish that I could,
Touch of sanity.
Lies of concrete.
As hard as stone, as cold as steel.
Dry bones, broken.
Help me, please, I need to feel.
Times flies,
It stays up high above the ground.
I try to come to terms
With my future tense.
They want me to die.
The memory of pain I've known,
Piercing, poignant pain.
I vow to never feel again.
I despise conformity,
The lies, the clenched fists.
I wish that I could feel,
Touch of sanity.
Above The Ground Video (MV)
Performed By: Salem
Language: English
Length: 4:52
Written by: Amir Neubach, Giora Hirsh, Lior Mizrahi, Michael Goldstein, Ze'ev Tananboim
Salem - Above The Ground Lyrics
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English
Times flies,
It stays up high above the ground.
I try to come to terms
With my future tense.
I despise conformity,
The lies, the clenched fists.
I wish that I could feel,
Touch of sanity.
I wish that I could,
Touch of sanity.
Lies of concrete.
As hard as stone, as cold as steel.
Dry bones, broken.
Help me, please, I need to feel.
Times flies,
It stays up high above the ground.
I try to come to terms
With my future tense.
They want me to die.
The memory of pain I've known,
Piercing, poignant pain.
I vow to never feel again.
I despise conformity,
The lies, the clenched fists.
I wish that I could feel,
Touch of sanity.
It stays up high above the ground.
I try to come to terms
With my future tense.
I despise conformity,
The lies, the clenched fists.
I wish that I could feel,
Touch of sanity.
I wish that I could,
Touch of sanity.
Lies of concrete.
As hard as stone, as cold as steel.
Dry bones, broken.
Help me, please, I need to feel.
Times flies,
It stays up high above the ground.
I try to come to terms
With my future tense.
They want me to die.
The memory of pain I've known,
Piercing, poignant pain.
I vow to never feel again.
I despise conformity,
The lies, the clenched fists.
I wish that I could feel,
Touch of sanity.
Writer: Amir Neubach, Giora Hirsh, Lior Mizrahi, Michael Goldstein, Ze'ev Tananboim
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid