Atticus Beats - Decisions (ft. Woodes)
Balancing on a silver rail, arms are like a plane City lights a galaxy, that drives me back again And I'm always running, hiding through the gap Walls are closing in, yeah I've built myself a train, yeah Oceans apart, waves are running in Choosing sides but I'm single swimming Worlds apart, time is running out Choosing sides still I find that I belong Should my eyes only to try Change it if I bl..