Tell me... What's the point of this ? We're seeking a light that this world can't bring. Our purpose has never been clear, we're all left behind with a sad song in mind.
The truth is fucking obvious, we're stepping in the shit. As far as we remember we've always been alone. We guess they'll never help us, we do it on our own, with our souls to shout and our eyes to see that we're not the same.
There is nothing in this empty chest, and people's faces are livid and grey.
There's only too much snakes... not much friends. Figure it out , don't be deaf. Can you hear it ? they're calling our names. Oh I guess that we're all so sick of this.
I FEEL SO SICK OF THIS. Oh you're all FUCKING SNAKES. You're disgusting, I know that we are not the same.
The truth is fucking obvious, we're stepping in the shit. As far as we remember we've always been alone. We guess they'll never help us, we do it on our own. We're praying so hard, Hoping they are wrong. We did the worst to get back the best of what we have done before and with our eyes open wide, we're hoping to find what the fuck is going wrong with us.
We want a way to get rid of them. We won't be left behind. If everything is revolving around them, then why the fuck should we make the first step ?
We want a way to get out of here. We want a way to be understood. If everything is revolving around them, then why the fuck should we make the first step ?
We want a way to smile again. (x2)
We want a way to smile again, We want a way to feel alive.
