Born to the glare of the senses Spoon fed reality infused A new inherent Passive contentment You are so easily amused
Here and now We are gone in a heartbeat A dream in the Passage your time
Chances are failing This world isn't waiting The moment is passing you by
Questions lie beneath the surface The fools are fooled once again Benign coincidence We stole our existence And gladly cast it to the wind
Here and now We are gone in a heartbeat A dream in the passage of time
Chances are failing This world isn't waiting The moment is passing you by
Slowly spinning on the wind back home Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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