V / Verge / Aesthetic I - The Piety In Hatred
A clown in a transparent delusion of omnipotence Scratch the surface and find an ugly brat Gnawing himself in endless shame
A spouse who places trust above everything As long as it feels nice Then she leaves and trusts someone else
An elitist waiting for the “new dawn” And the collapse of human values Is always the first to hide and betray
What am I But a prison of these reflections? As soon as I open my mouth I become what I despise
I can´t trust even myself But hatred and loath are poor companions I would just like to live without this But somehow it never even begins Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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