Dyspnea

So many dawn looking through the window
I'm still feeling in a limbo
Inquiring me about my hurry
My visions getting real blurry
Inquiring me about my hurry
My visions getting real blurry

My flurry heart isn't the same
My heart are in a fucking frame
Needing a time to not burn me
All I want is to get out of here

So many dawn looking through the window
I'm still feeling in a limbo
Inquiring me about my hurry
My visions getting real blurry
Inquiring me about my hurry
My visions getting real blurry