v e g e t a b l e s - good words&no deeds (acoustic) | Текст песни

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search for significance
identifying friends
seeking a sense
you sober up slowly
unconsciously control
my fluctuating soul
our bygones not enroll
they stay lonely

perhaps it is
perhaps it's not
need medicine
from all you brought
perhaps it crashes perhaps will be cured
i had a plan but i can't do it

find a way anyway

i said i'm dying
you said so do i
and was the truth defined in the long run
it is a shadow of that we had tried to solve
now feels like mist all that i had done