Baby Basile - Wrinkles in Time Lyrics

One less thing on my mind
Losing my grip these thoughts they ain't mine
Will I find wrinkles in time
Break my timeline inside but still find
No sign I existed at all
If I don't break the plain will I fall
Back down to where I began
A fucked up life I don't understand
One less thing on my mind
Losing my grip these thoughts they ain't mine
Will I find wrinkles in time
Break my timeline inside but still find
No sign I existed at all
If I don't break the plain will I fall
Back down to where I began
A fucked up life I don't understand
I feel like my time shifted over night
I find I never really fit in right
Time slips away like reality
And disassociation seems to become a normality
My life feels like a casualty and help always seems out of reach
I'm calling Tim I call my friends depression seems to hit again
I write a hit go no effect I self reflect I look with in
I made amends and fucked them up it's too late now that door is shut
One less thing on my mind
Losing my grip these thoughts they ain't mine
Will I find wrinkles in time
Break my timeline inside but still find
No sign I existed at all
If I don't break the plain will I fall
Back down to where I began
A fucked up life I don't understand
One less thing on my mind
Losing my grip these thoughts they ain't mine
Will I find wrinkles in time
Break my timeline inside but still find
No sign I existed at all
If I don't break the plain will I fall
Back down to where I began
A fucked up life I don't understand

One less thing on my mind
Losing my grip these thoughts they ain't mine
Will I find wrinkles in time
Break my timeline inside but still find
No sign I existed at all
If I don't break the plain will I fall
Back down to where I began
A fucked up life I don't understand
One less thing on my mind
Losing my grip these thoughts they ain't mine
Will I find wrinkles in time
Break my timeline inside but still find
No sign I existed at all
If I don't break the plain will I fall
Back down to where I began
A fucked up life I don't understand
I feel like my time shifted over night
I find I never really fit in right
Time slips away like reality
And disassociation seems to become a normality
My life feels like a casualty and help always seems out of reach
I'm calling Tim I call my friends depression seems to hit again
I write a hit go no effect I self reflect I look with in
I made amends and fucked them up it's too late now that door is shut
One less thing on my mind
Losing my grip these thoughts they ain't mine
Will I find wrinkles in time
Break my timeline inside but still find
No sign I existed at all
If I don't break the plain will I fall
Back down to where I began
A fucked up life I don't understand
One less thing on my mind
Losing my grip these thoughts they ain't mine
Will I find wrinkles in time
Break my timeline inside but still find
No sign I existed at all
If I don't break the plain will I fall
Back down to where I began
A fucked up life I don't understand