My subconscious is confused and so am I.
Broken wheels and inflated tires.
I pedaled but the background wasn't navigable
Don't know why but I'm always in Vietnam.
Constantly late and scared of being alone.
Wonder what my subconscious is saying.
It's supposed to be my life transportation
Seems like I'm crippled and has no directions.
The lateness is probably me
Still lost and confused
Pedaling like mad to get to places
In the end everything turns white.
My subconscious don't know if I got there or not
It's confused and so am I.
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