Destination Lost

A kid in a fake world

Where purity had drowned

Wanting everyone to keep its

Memory around

Just a piece of a photograph

Exposure turned down

There's a half broken key in the lock

Trying to turn it around

We're craving for affection

Remotely in reach

Constant world wide connection

But so lonely each

Always searching for something

Yet nothing is found

While misplacing the moments

Would you miss me around?

Would you miss me around?

What if you watch me?

Am I real or a ghost?

If you reach out and touch me

I guess shortly we'd know

Puppets usually pulled by

Silk strings from above

We get lost in performance

And mistake it for love

On autopilot

Wandering through the dark

And trying to hide that

I've lost the spark

Like I'm running in circles

Never fully am found

If I am moving just nowhere?

Will you miss me around?

Will you miss me around?