Songtexte Prime Time Totem - Prototyperaptor

Looking for old heights
Familiar sounds and sights
Got it locked up
In your head, In your head

Acting like you feel right
On the edge of a knife
Cross it out, lock it up
In your head, in your head

But I know your secrets
You've gotta tell
I see your visions
You guard them well

These reservations
You still ignore
Hoping it will be
Like it was before

Feeling the prime time
On that one of a kind
Red carpet out all the doors, all the doors

Driving down old streets
They all remember me
Still frozen locked in your head, in your head

Still frozen locked in your head, in your head