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Letras:States (The). The Path Of Least Resistance. God's Numbers.


You say there's no future
The present is all we have
I say it doesn't matter
I'm living in the past

I wake up, I don't move
I just stare at the middle of the room
Your trace is in the air

So cold, so clear
You're gone but you said you'd always be here
Now there's nothing left

We don't belong, we never have
God's numbers cancel out
I know you're gone, you couldn't stay
Look down and light my way

You say there's no future
So will you tell me what to do?

I wake up, I don't move
I just stare at the middle of the room
Your trace is in the air

We don't belong, we never have
God's numbers cancel out
I know you're gone, you couldn't stay
Look down and light my way

You are a shadow running across my wall
You are a story I'm too afraid to tell
You are a car crash wrecking through my head
I don't belong here, but the other world is dead

I can't move, it's the middle of the night
You're not here and it's never gonna be right
If we don't belong

I don't move, it's the middle of the day
You're not here but I know what you would say
We don't belong

Oh, oh we don't belong