Sync Different

When you’re in my bedAnd I think of anything else insteadWould you mind if I doA shift in my headTo find the memory to slip from thereAnd let me melt intoGreenhouse, GreenhouseHow could we be so dreamyGreenhouse, GreenhouseWe were there too lazy

Worship me, despise meIs this my destiny?Or just the way I fucked up my life?Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?
So bitterly.Of course I haveMy nightmare’s come true.
Worship me, despise meIs this my destiny?Or just the way I fucked up my life?Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?
So bitterly.Of course I haveMy nightmare’s come true.
Dead souls coming in from a long lost future.Dead souls wandering through the ages back and forth.