Brain-washed, the headlines, low-tech communiqué Phonetics slander, historic hypocrisy Burnt into yesterday’s envious eyes Ataxic promise, archaic lies Counterfeit culture, gentrified these cryptic dreams Don’t you know what this means to me? At least I know what I want to be At least I know what this means to me
These ghosts haunt the will in my heart Even after all this time I can’t get it out of mind Even after all this time I can’t get it out of my mind Forever I’m patient, chaos, I’ll never die
We will never be the same They say nothing lasts forever, but some things never change
I’ve wasted youth I’ve wasted dreams Now all I have is sanity But what is sanity? Hands stained with blood We will never be the sameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
