Wally West

Stayin' still, eyes closedLet the world just pass me byPain pills, nice clothesIf I fall I think I'll flyTouch me, MidasMake me part of your designNone to guide usI feel fear for the very last timeLay still, restlessLosing sleep while I lose my mindAll thrill, no stressAll my muses left behind (left behind)World is, belowSo high up, I'm near divine (I'm so high up)Lean in, let go I feel fear for the very last time