15 Hits Lyrics

15 Hits
Stained.. Fifteen Hits, on my conscience.
I was travelling, stationary.
Wide awake, I lost me.

This perfect world is now amplified.
The purest water falls from the sky.

Seven days, mark the week.
From one second, to a century.
I was travelling, stationary.
Lost inside a sugar cube.

One day we will float to the bottom.
Like the skipping stone I walk on water.
Silently accepting who we all are.

One day we will float to the bottom.
Like the skipping stone I walk on water.
Silently accepting who we all are.