I lost my visual
'Cause all you fucks are in my way
So drop her off this route
Take 'em to some far place
Watch them feed
Seal the signs of the borders
We are here to bend
Penetrate the outlines
Lightness of color
They say the world is struggling
But we are stuck upside down
Imaginary reality
Suffer from make believe
I'll chance the fate
Take 'em to some far place
Watch them feed
They say the world is struggling
But we are stuck upside down
No purpose, no scorn
No sorrow will be wasted on you
No purpose, no scorn
No sorrow will be wasted on you
They say the world is struggling
But we are stuck upside down
No purpose, no scorn
No sorrow will be wasted on you
No purpose, no scorn
No sorrow will be wasted on you
© PROPHECIES PUBLISHING MARKUS STAIGE; HANSEATIC MUSIKVERLAG GMBH;
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