Lyrics Spent - Black Market Karma

Spent

My game
It is both fuelled and slowed by my thoughts
Always the same track I get stuck on
Sunshine
It’s in my hands
Craft into shapes for you
This
It breaks my course
So I can reset and try anew
Black
It’s on my brain
The end we all must know
Again
I’m thinking in terms the sound does not show
It’s endless moving noise that you see but cannot hear
Perhaps I should not be scared
It’s all and anything could be