Blackhole

Windy
Gotta be
Gotta be
Running out of light bulbs
Crowded
Crowded
Open to a waste can
Windy
Yellow car
Yellow car
Better be inside there
Wake up
Wake up
Nothing's gonna harm you
Looking for a better home
Glass wall
Glass wall
Standing on the furniture
Little boy
Little boy
Laying on a sleeping bag
Watching
Watching
Through the cracks of his eyelids
Stranger
Stranger
Feeling like a broken stone
Lost him
Lost him
Standing on the orange chairs
Alphabet
Alphabet
Can't afford a telephone
Black hole
Black hole
Nothings gonna harm you