Letra de This Papermill Is Getting to Me

And i saw stars, contrasting blues, and a red wrap you
One more beat of my heart towards biological pacemaker stress
It turns out we've got deadlines to meet just like the rest
Alarm clocks will force me to take my rightful age
And i saw stars, blues, a red and you
And i want to want to stay
But wishes are not suitable means
For you were holding hands
But these stars suddenly turned this body's sense of trying to hold reason
But i still chose
I still chose you
And i saw stars untrue
Maybe we could see this city
Together, for what it really is
Forever and ever
Maybe we could see disinterest and apathy as not so unique