The Move from KRŌMAGRAM by Jonnē Krōm

Sometimes I feel like stealing in the night. A get away.
Don’t be tight.
The other side, it tells me “Stay Around”. Another day.
It’s a life.

Too many choices ripping me apart. At the seams.
Hang on tight.
Don’t let conformity eat you away. The mainstream.
We must fight.

It’s hard to believe it, when nothing’s right.
Try to believe it.
It’ll get better when the dream’s in sight.

They bow to kings that they have never seen. New media.
What’s it mean?
Don’t want to be a part of the machine. Andromeda.
I could scream!

I could scream!

It’s hard to believe it, when nothing’s right.
Try to believe it.
It’ll get better when the dream’s in sight.

It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter what they say.
I’m far away.
No sense in running. No sense in running from the things
That don’t move you.

That don’t move you.

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