It is better to die from curiosity than cancer Be wary where you air your demons
Everybody holding hands will never be the key to peace
But let's imagine just for a second this would ever happen How long until the person to your left leaves you broke and person to your right grabs your fucking throat?
Look, someone down the line died What're we gonna do with him? Sever both the hands that hold him
Look, there is a child being beaten with his own hand
I would go to save him But, my hands are all tied up
I am starting to feel sick, who gave me this? I am gnawing at my hands
Who knew that holding a hand could imprison me?
We all bled out in the heat of the sun Messages came from down the line that there was peace
In the east, west, north, south? All I know is that it's hell right here
I am still growing accustomed to sleeping on my back, but the stars are the only thing that brings me relief now
Suddenly they all align and attempt to communicate with me “The first man to break the chain, will learn to love isolation”
I break the chain
They all bled out in the heat of the sun With one missing link they will perish
In the east, west, north, south? They care not where They all scream as the great snake appears It eats them horrifically
I care not for them, I am free from the chainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
