go round slow down through the crust of itself to feed such a casual impression
fed up with poisoned pills of self eliminating no, never heard of what it takes to go under a blame overcome for spraying life into the frames
to give'em no meaning at the end what's for you make a bet ?
thrilled with the lie someone who sailed the tide of time but soon will be pissed off no time to heal a soul
it's all about dispersion you've built in every head it's so hard to say what you want turn yourself to a reason of spraying life into the frames
to give'em no meaning at the end what's for you make a bet on truth you never had?
thrilled with the lie someone who sailed the tide of time but soon will be pissed off how could you heal a soul without trying? going around to never cross the line