Even the billions of heartbeats, 
Separating your soul and mine
Are just small trifles, 
Nothing more than the blinks of an eye, 
Insignificant to me
Though I'm trapped in the past here
There is not a force that could stop
Me from thinking on, lamenting on the future
Miscalculations

We're given a theory to brag about, and vainly expand our dreams
Both our sketched futures and our hopeful dreams have expanded infinitely 
hands on the clock point out the finite factor, what we never noticed prior 
Heading towards the choice, to the [bad word] contract, it's time to decide, hacking to the gate

That is why in this interval of a second, in this moment I'm finding myself
Wanting to cross the world lines, I need to protect, to preserve that smile
I want to exist and to be, in a loop devoid of misery 
But I know that my destiny, is that of an observer to be devoured