A kid in a fake world
Where purity had drowned
Wanting everyone to keep its
Memory around
Just a piece of a photograph
Exposure turned down
There’s a half broken key in the lock
Trying to turn it around
We're craving for affection
Remotely in reach
Constant worldwide connection
But so lonely each
Always searching for something
Yet nothing is found
While misplacing the moments
Would you miss me around?
Would you miss me around?
What if you watch me?
Am I real or a ghost?
If you reach out and touch me
I guess shortly we’d know
Puppets usually pulled by
Silk strings from above
We get lost in performance
And mistake it for love
On autopilot
Wandering through the dark
And trying to hide that
I've lost the spark
Like I'm running in circles
Never fully am found
If I am moving just nowhere?
Will you miss me around?
Will you miss me around?
