Welcome to this World a place of plastic truth A desolated land nothing but sorrow
A systematic crush where blending is a must Imagination flushed no tomorrow
Do you remember when all the artistic flair Was measured by their talent not their looks?
See now, those were the times, I can't believe It's gone! A revolution grows inside of me
Is this the Industry? of Music empty V? Place of wannabes! I wanna scream!
They'll try to kill your arts and take away your heart They'll paint your head to toe In shades of grey
Never forget your will do not bow or kneel Always as hard as steel become the prey
Is It all that is there? Can't be all that is there! I cannot conform! I will find a way!
Running away from lies Running away from you Waiting for your demise Searching for something newTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
