Orpheo - Holograms

Fighting my time with this old lie

Nothing to say, nothing to do

Expressions, Expressions

Pull down the blinds, vicariously

I got nothing see, born finto the lead

And I wore your clothes, I wore you near

I’m watching for signs, I’m watching for signs

Orpheo Orpheo

Orpheo Orpheo

So much to hate and so much to like

I’m constantly struck in these modern time

Watch from afar, Where you build your own life

And this is the age of running your mouth

Orpheo Orpheo

Orpheo Orpheo

And

We’re running out.

we’re running out

We’re running out of time

We’re running out.

we’re running out

We’re running out of time

We’re running out.

we’re running out

We’re running out of time

We’re running out.

we’re running out

We’re running out of time

Oh time Oh time

Oh time Oh time

Oh time Oh time

Oh time Oh time