the pain, tired of the fix She's tired of the games and the politics She's running on empty She wants an alternate ending And she's falling She's falling
Tłumaczenie: Tait. Upadły.
Gedanken, die mein Handeln zugeln Gefangen in Visionen erkenne ich mich nicht Gedanken, die mich beflugeln Gefangen in Realitat, in blendendem Licht
Ripped apart by disdain I can't seem to complain remove you find me on your front doorstep with a gun in hand Through this rejection the record spins
Poison becomes my lover always running I the virul me runs the degradation binary program accept apocalyptic visions move forward sing to our mother
You only have one life to lose on all your false convictions take all your salted lies pour them on the wounded Look through jaded eyes my stare can
Numbers and patterns all become the end to me this is just the appropriate missile for me life looms on the horizon and the genius slips away demotivates
Formerly imprisoned in a circut oxygen oxygen can't force feed the wired mystic retaliate retaliate hungry scorched earth policies funeral march funeral
