Brained

Épisode 11: Tell me, ROAM

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What's the point in being overwhelmed, when it makes no difference?

Unattainable I find it hard to tell, or see through indifference.

You're the voice in the back of my head,

That helps me see things through instead.

But I'm still over getting nowhere.

Tell me all the words you know, now the fog is leaving.

Tell me how much do you miss when we were sleeping?

And I tried to fall asleep, and just forget it.

But my mind pushed me keep it in my memory.

You're the voice in the back of my head,

I tried to see things through instead.

Cause I'm still over getting nowhere.

Tell me all the words you know; now the fog is leaving.

Tell me how much do you miss when we were sleeping?

Tell me all the things you've seen, while I was missing.

Tell me what's inside your head when all that's left is sentiment.

Tell me all the words you know; now the fog is leaving.

Tell me how much do you miss when we were sleeping?

Tell me all the things you've seen, while I was missing.

Tell me what's inside your head when all that's left is sentiment.

But I'm still over getting nowhere, and there's still time for me to regret,

All the times I couldn't be there.(Tell me all the words that you know).

Tell me all the words you know, now the fog is leaving.

Tell me how much do you miss when we were sleeping?

Tell me all the things you've seen, while I was missing.

Tell me what's inside your head when all that's left is sentiment.

Pendant toute cette musique, on est restée allongées en silence, en écoutant cette musique tranquillement, se perdant dans les notes.