Breaking down the axis, breaking down the sea Digging out the brown grass, filling holes with seeds White horses running over me Walking through the forest, climbing up the hills Breaking my mind into pieces and rebuilding it Passing by the bullshit, focused just on being White horses running over me White horses running over me You are not the one who roams alone You are not the one who roams alone Losing the voice and shouting to vacate my mind Feeding my soul with darkness looking for some fun White horses running over me White horses running over me You are not the one who roams alone You are not the one who roams alone You are not the one, you are not the one You are not the one who roams alone