We grasp the future but we are blind They are getting rid of those who are not inclined I'm running 'round in circles in a drastic pluck My adrenaline is pushing me but I'm stuck Why do you think it's right?
We grasp the future but we are blind This have always been the type of thought I can't deny Damaging perfection in a vicious blood is excoriating, but I'm trained to keep my mouth shut
In my eyes we seem to be perfect enemies And your affections ain't gonna change a thing In my hopes we never contemplate to meet again But only question \"Did it all exist?\"
A thousands needles are piercing my skin As I'm jaded after all the things (that) we have seen. Commit the breakdown, release the truth and escape it somehow Why would you think it's not right?
This endless lesion could be foreseen But the the bottom line today is a constant game we play to lose or win I'm running 'round in circles in a drastic pluck My adrenaline is pushing me but I'm stuck We grasp the future but we are blind and it's about to break now
I'm about to get out, commit the breakdown, release the truth and escape it somehow And I'm about to break down and just shed the light