Did I not show you a way out Beneath the veil you saw my vision wrapped in doubt You're not my son and not my muse As you remind me though I never thought this true Vices squeeze us till we're blue me and you That's of no concern to me that don't cause me misery It's time times what I can't control Same as you fear of going back to find all the nothingness we left behind Superstition is a hoax even though we both cannot seem to practice what we know Stepping over every crack waiting for sweet life to break our bloodied backs Let's not show our faces till the end till our dreaming slows till nothings left When we meet the orgasm of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
