Rusted minds, standing by
Time seems to linger round me
Jaded ends, trying to ascend
Time seems to linger round me
Worn wheels turning
Soft screens sleeping
Turn the engines
Off, my life
Ruptured eyes, standing by
Life seems to linger round me
Wilted vines crawl up the lines
Life seems to linger round me
Worn wheels turning
Soft screens sleeping
Turn the engines
Off, my life
Antiquated vacant shells
Turn the engines
Off, my life
Off, my life
Time seems to linger round me