There's a 74 and 1 eights
While i've been tripping in away
There's a 100 and 71 nines
My life becoming some streetlights
There's a 74 and 1 day
While i've been tripping in always
There's a 100 and 71 nights
The time pull over me clockwise
Now your world have done
And falling apart of their paper things
Falling all the time
Causing all the vibe
We're copying and pasting
Making for wasting
Tell me those things you believe
And feed my fired heart
To stay awaken and flashed in
I know
Every second of your minutes