Breaking down the axis, breaking down the sea
Digging out the brown grass, filling holes with seeds
White horses running over me
Walking through the forest, climbing up the hills
Breaking my mind into pieces and rebuilding it
Passing by the bullshit, focused just on being
White horses running over me
White horses running over me
You are not the one who roams alone
You are not the one who roams alone
Losing the voice and shouting to vacate my mind
Feeding my soul with darkness looking for some fun
White horses running over me
White horses running over me
You are not the one who roams alone
You are not the one who roams alone
You are not the one, you are not the one
You are not the one who roams alone