This moral compass keeps spinning around, spinning around A sense of direction always lost and found, lost and found
I find it hard to do what the world tells me is right, my only fear is my own fight
This moral compass exists, as an anchor around your wrists, can't tread water without your arms, what's meant to save just does more harm
Always drowning in the depths of undefined righteousness
This moral compass keeps spinning around, spinning around A sense of direction always lost and found, lost and found
It doesn't to make sense to live in reverie, I don't feed into the pipe dream of immortality
This moral compass exists, as an anchor around your wrists, can't tread water without your arms, what's meant to save just does more harm
To you the mouth of blasphemy The mouth of truth to me The mouth of truth to me
If I'm to burn, then let it be, let it be If I'm to burn, then let it be If I'm to burn, then let it be, let it be If I'm to burn, then let it be
This moral compass exists, as an anchor around your wrists, can't tread water without your arms, what's meant to save just does more harm
I'll find my own way, without the light of the holy I'll find my own way, without the light Without the lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
