Phantom Borders

Duration

3:25

Genres

Instrumental

Description

Lyrics

Phantom tokens - banking with eyes Phantom borders - blocking my sights You hovered in tears – to make me believe You were the phantom – I was the one Who lives in a folder, file 06-64, is she pulling on me? Looking for nail files – popped up my name 06-64------ you are the one, woozy moody, ready be buzzed Turn, walk when I order, sit, talk when I want it Go, go, if I said so, come back when need you, I didn’t mean to hurt you, we were doomed to be the phantoms, You know we don’t exist, at least we might insist, in names that came on list You know you don’t persist, the terms that may consist, the rules against the beast You know you can’t resist, the game you won’t insist, in a room with no exit You know we don’t exist, just files dropped in past, yet plays the roles to cast The souls that counts in digits, with ease to hack their limits, to break through their pickets The pass which worth to test, the choice to hide in dust, or get it off the chest You blessed by gorgeous digits that shone through your borders, the color code of folders that wrapped around your numbers You know we don’t exist. Just booked and dropped in files, souls made of digits, with ease to hack to change or delete. It’s time to wipe some borders and jump off mighty servers, farewell to phantom powers You know I love you. I truly do. Love your gorgeous digits, the color code of the folder that wraps around your numbers. The way you log into my system and the speed that brings us both around the world we surf in bed lit by the sparks of your eyes. To the friends we had in Mars and those we lost in moon, if not a chance on Earth to wash off wry faces who looked upon the races, we tear the phantom borders and move beyond the sunsets. Yours, 06-64