Out of sight, out of mind With nothing left to say Loner in a foreign place A careless runaway
My perception of the world Grew different from the rest Something's wrong within the maze As everybody else transgressed
No more pretending to be fine No more feeling last in line Always the center of disgrace Always afraid to show my face
I was lost in the dream of salvation You held the reins to your own decreation
Progressive thoughts always were Dangerous and bold The narrow-minded shook their heads And truths remained untold
One day you'll acknowledge what I once tried to prove That this old west community Is nothing more than flesh to you
No more pretending to be fine No more disciple of the sun I won't be part of your regime I'm not a victim of mainstream
I am lost in the dream of salvation You hold the reins to your own decreation
It's out of my reach, it's out of my hands Your whole kingdom stands to fall It's out of my reach, it's out of my hands Your last callTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
