Keys - William Black, Heather Sommer

Missing the key, lost in the screens

When the glass black, don’t know who’s staring back at me

Addicted to a different kind of blue

Never adding up but compare endlessly

I don’t understand why

Why my keys' hidden in the sand

Buried in the 90s

Like abandoned house keys

Stuck in my reality

Long as people like me

What have I come to?

Oh, oh

What have I come to?

(Oh, stand, oh, stand)

Alone again, get to play pretend

Disconnect between me and my heart again

I wanna be living differently

Stuck inside a virtual reality (Wa, oh)

I don’t understand why

Why my keys' hidden in the sand

Buried in the 90s

Like abandoned house keys

Stuck in my reality

Long as people like me

What have I come to?

What have I come to?

What have I come to?

What have I come to?

What have I come to?

What have I come to?