This is the story of a rusty knife (that cuts your throat). And then ask you for telling your lies.
Chameleon vision that provides you the way to hide (yourself) wide angle of perceptions no sense of remorse.
Chromatic skin that keeps you afloat (over the ocean) I can touch the ground thousand miles away.
The mirror reflects the smooth contours (barbed wire blinds you) (I walk on an invisible road).
I jump blindfolded into the empty pool stones in my pocket drive me through the roof nuclear particles react with each other and make me think that I am a devil device.
She wants to play with my candy crows go away when I look to them I don't need shield I have flies around another day in your broken head.
(Get away of my way dear enemy) (Again you're late to hear your sentence).
They said what you want to hear one more time fake smiles paint a nice portrait in the wall greetings for those to leave us tonight I never thought I would be soy happy.
I told you in past time this would happen lonely souls don't have a secure place even for them it doesn't makes sense I do not need a reason to blow.
(I hear you suffering so far) (something maintains that distance active).Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
