I was born and raised in the wrong time and space, nothing else to say
The guilty one has not popped out yet, need a policeman
And we all need to find my cindarella, need some substances under the tongue
Not to escape or for fun, just to find my cindarella
A million years to make a painting, just a stab in the back to assasinate the painter
To assassinate the painter
And the further you run the more morbid it calls you back to mock you, it won
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night
Songs talk about human stuff then what would a martian think?
Would he yell the gap or cry for some sort of luck?
Turn your head slightly to your right may be born in another place the next life
Stop crashing the dishes on that crack, it widens the gap between us
Besides all the space time laws that you broke up
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night
You've gotta force the night
You've gotta force the night
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night, you need a feeling to level up
You've gotta force the night
You've gotta force the night
You've gotta force the night

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