Are you feeling the pressure? Trust your instinctual perspective Sense these surroundings Look past the playwright's plague And the ones it aims to infect Sense the darkness surrounding you Clouding your abilities To see, to feel, to change Your perspective consciously Become the inspiration And sense your surroundings Become the inspiration Can you feel it? Block out the signals Keep them out of your mind Don't let them plant the seeds of fear To send chills down your spine Dancing like a puppet With no visible strings attached They'll use it to pull you in Subconsciously to secretly distract From the artifice I know you feel them Block out the signals Keep them out of your mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
