Square

Obsessed with the wrong, obsessed with the right
 I follow the laws shaping my mind
 And all of my dreams I try to forget
 I go with the stream, young, old, and entire
 I hope, hope that the sun will rise
 I know that it will
 Call it what you want
 Close your eyes and still there
 How to run away
 When nothing could erase the atmosphere?
 It's still square
 When I delete, when I create
 Do I put my pen in the template?
 To think it's a flaw, to act this too fair
 When you get lost look for a trail
 I hope, hope that the sun will rise
 I know that it will
 Call it what you want
 Close your eyes and still there
 How to run away
 When nothing could erase the atmosphere?
 It's still square
 Call it what you want
 Close your eyes and still there
 How to run away
 When nothing could erase the atmosphere?
 It's still square
 Call it what you want
 Close your eyes and still there
 How to run away
 When nothing could erase the atmosphere?
 It's still square
 It's still square