Proton Electron Photon

Proton electron photon

Clock stopped, hair white blonde

Who am I without the wallet I lost

Sit and wait for something to come

I belong to the rain and the mouth of the gun

I am not real the pills haven't kicked in

I'm not responding but I am still thinking

Proton electron photon

Clock stopped hair white gone

Who am I without a feeling of longing

There's this gap where I should belong

I'm around people and something is wrong

I want to be honest but I want to be strong

When I am not real, I am a song