The Philosophy of Time Travel

There's no place where I end
Or you end, or the air begins

These bed frames and headboards
Are only headspaced away from the floor
It's enough to convince me, that I am not myself
And It's enought to convince me, that I am not myself

Cigarettes and Wolfspiders bones leaving shadows. And everything that's living dies alone leaving shadows
Heavy shadows

There's no place for your sentiment
About the way life should happen
Only once we've lost everything
Are we free to do anything

And It's enought to convince me that I am not myself
And It's enought to convince me that I am not myself

Cigarettes and Wolfspiders bones leaving shadows And And everything that's living dies alone leaving shadows
Heavy shadows

You shouldn't believe everything in your head
All i want, I am not myself
You couldn't believe everything in your head
Just as i don't believe in myself

Cigarettes and Wolfspiders bones leaving shadows And And everything that's living dies alone leaving shadows
Heavy shadows