The windowsill Balance of reality and fiction The walls barricades three dimensional dementia Demographics undeniable Freeze-frame society blurs backward into the future No one feels 'til it's too late Understandings stripped away Confused I stumble falling Impenetrable the pain surrounds me Lapsing in and out of reason Behold the only reality The past is slowly dying Stronger than yesterday Weaker than tomorrow I think and try to rationalize all of this Tomorrow scares and thrills me, But tomorrow just seems to mystify Analytical and conscious Regrouping correct direction identified Struggle and realize no one's spared Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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