we are caught by a thought that holds fast onto a grain of resistance in our heads and when we're cought in a beam of light we try to escape into either black or white the world is more than this there is more to it even the colorblind can spot a gradient between black and white between black and blue between stories told between lies and truth let me sink to my knees and let me burn bright let me light up the city and let me light up the night "I am an architect, I sketched a world, that's supposed to be, everything I wanted, but it turned out to be everything I hate" when reality get's conquered and has to vacate a feeling that used to be real and had some kind of meaning then tell me: what's the point of living if life isn't waht we're feeling rituals that are meant to perpetuate, hold and manifest a habit in a cosy but fake habitat I predict: you will fail "I am an architect, I sketched a world, that's supposed to be, everything I wanted, but it turned out to be everything I hate and something I'll never need"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
