Letra de Measurements
I hear voices and I swear
they're talking about me
But when i answer them my lips
grow tired and fall asleep

So let's go to LAX
and we'll take notes
where people go

'Cause I'm falling, falling in a sea of gray
My boat got tied to the middle
Yes I go it alone, i still need some space
I need some time, just a little

Base your measurements on who
you are and when you rest here
Time does not exist, it's an
invention not a map

So let's go to LAX
and we'll take notes
where people go

'Cause I'm falling, falling in a sea of gray
My boat got tied to the middle
Yes I go it alone, i still need some space
I need some time, just a little

I'm floating, falling in a sea of gray
My boat got tied to the middle
Yes I go it alone, i still need some space
I need some time, just a little

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