We are the prisoners of our own mind Fighting the limitations of the flesh We own
I stupefy with the train of thoughts Sweet treacherous noetic opiates To fall in love To feel alive - Sweat treachous Is this a constant illusion Or just a fucked up poetry
I want to see There is something more
We're destined for I want to see there's something more We're destined for
Filthy and worthy Every second of life Although the morality Received a billion bullets through it's mind
Am I still dreaming inside of a dream? Nothing is permanent Nothing is real Am I still dreaming inside of a dream? Am I still living where nothing is real
I want to see There is something more
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Replete with contrary concepts I abide the proximate - Reality I contradict instincts - Sustaining common dogma Don't trust common dogmaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
