No Fun At All :: State Of Flow :: ESDS



Every lonely hour that is passing by my window,
  slow, it's like a dream
  I'm trying my best to keep it all together,
  don't wanna scream, again
  Spending my days in the never ever ending room
  that I call home
  Where anything can happen and I don't have a saying,
  have no control
  Hiding my face and I'm waiting for redemption,
  it never comes
  I'm forming a plan and taking my chances,
  it might work out
  
  So trust me, leave me, go with the flow
  and you won't take a fall
  
  I could be the supervisor of the final game
  And I could be the misdemeanour right in your face
  Yeah I could be the soul polluter spreading my disease
  Yeah I could be the one you never got the chance to please
  
  Learning so fast and I'm getting to a point now
  where I can speak
  It's coming in time, and in every direction
  I'm not that weak
  Bending the rules and inch so I can prosper,
  it's all worked out
  But taking it slow so no one will notice
  what it's all about
  
  See the time slip away forever
  Turn away or I will deceive you, that's all I know.