OverdoseComatosedI feel you close, but you're so very far away
Surrogatethere's no escape I found a gate, but it's locked so I'm
here to stay
Yet every wish I have is granted Every hand is mine to hold and all
the trees that I have planted touch the sky, turn gold
I could buy the planet if I wanted I'd make it mineYes, I'd unfold
a tapestry that I'd recline in, somewhere we could both grow old together
Our dream
Dying eyesYou sympathize I clutch my prize but it so slowly fades
away