Everyone, everywhere has gone away, but I couldn't be there
I'm unaware if anyone is having fun, but that's how I see it
When I'm awake, I'm all alone, I find myself in front of my mirror
In an awkward pose
Where I go I'd rather see it
In the close, but I can feel it
Who would know?
We're in a beehive
Where I call you up to say I don't really mean it
Everything in a breeze I could leave but I never have to
I found a way to separate me from the rest, whatever suits you
When I'm awake, I'm all alone, I find myself in front of my mirror
In an awkward pose
Where I go I'd rather see it
In the close, but I can feel it
Who would know?
We're in a beehive
Where I call you up to say I don't really mean it
Where I call you up to say I don't really mean it
Where I call you up to say I don't really mean it
Written by: Ballago Fabian Julius Valentin, Fabian Ballago, Johan Nilsson, Karl Hovmark, Nilsson Johan Ove, Palmgren Paulina Maria Elisabeth, Paulina Palmgren, Samuel Collmar
