Float کے بول

In the violence, we celebrate again Its four oclock in the morning, well wait again And Im high all the time I wonder why everytime Theres no more faces and no more black velvet crush And theres no more, theres no more circles and no more strain Cause I am floating, Im floating Yeah I am floating, Im floating See a little girl in a yellow dress Shes playing You see a little boy in a yellow shirt Hes running circles around his shadows in the sand Hes says hi all the time He wonders why every time And theres no more faces and no more black velvet crush And theres no more, theres no more circles and no more strain Cause I am floating, Im floating I am floating, Im floating away Yeah I am floating away, I am floating away, I am floating away I am floating, I am floating away Yeah I am floating away, I am floating away yeah I am floating, I am floating away