Spreading your fear; hiding from the light This is when things start to get ugly But I think it’s hard for you to see, We are the few that will never change If you could just step back and try to listen you would have this all figured out, but your temptations start taking over Bite and chew the hand that feeds you and I I am the wretched wolf, feed my disguise Learning while they cry lines of regret and despair Yet there is no sincerity in the voice projected towards me Taking the turn of a life and proceed to recycle The smut into a powerful statue to show Which way is home and which way leads to my mouth Drowning all our fears in a euphoric stream of acid Chalk up all the years I’ve had visitors; all the same, knowing but unwilling to share knowledge of nothing For they are failure’s, failures, failures, failures!!!!! Reaching out to you is like reaching out for nothing.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
