I see problems down the line. I know they're not mine. Don't wash the dirt off of your hands. You're doing the same mistake twice, Making the same mistake twice.
Come on over. Don't be so caught up. It's not about compromising.
I see problems down the line. I know they're not mine.
I see darkness down the line. I know it's not fine. But don't wash the dirt off of your hands. You're doing the same mistake twice, Making the same mistake twice.
Come on over. Don't be so caught up. It's all about colonizing.
I see problems down the line. I know they're not mine.
Love, love is a verb Love is a doing word Feathers on my breath Gentle impulsion shakes me makes me lighter Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire Feathers on my breath
Nine nights of matter Black flowers blossom Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire of a confession Feathers on my breath Black flowers blossom Feathers on my breath
Water is my eye Most faithful mirror Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire of a confession Feathers on my breath Most faithful mirror Feathers on my breath Teardrop on the fire Feathers on my breath
You're stumbling into all You're stumbling into all
Abram either wake up or go to bed. You're sleepwalking with a delirious head. You were programmed a long, long, long time ago Your stories are old, old and your acclimation is slow.
Not much of what you say makes any sense. Cook up some myths, then ask for obedience. Even though you mean well, well most of the time, you've aided delusion and created bias in our minds.
Sad how you've been all lead astray. Go on count your chins. Wolves are all lined up waiting. A trick is to not move. Showing off with jewelry. Humiliation will be your new rule.
Time to send someone away, not me I'm not in.
Sad how you've been all lead astray. They lead you to their maze when no ones asked them to. But hey you're walking over bodies just to witness something new. Just to witness something new.
Time to send someone away, not me I'm not in.
Feel that summer rain, it's in your face again. Feel that summer rain, it's in your face again
Too blind to know your best. Hurrying through the forks without regrets. Different now, every step feels like a mile. All the lights seem to flash and pass you by.
So how's it gonna be. When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Don't know which way to turn. Every trifle becoming big concerns. All this time you were chasing dreams, without knowing what you wanted them to mean.
So how's it gonna be. When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities. So how's it gonna be. When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
Who cares in a hundred years from now. All the small steps, all your shitty clouds. Who cares in a hundred years from now. Who'll remember all the players. Who'll remember all the clowns.
So how's it gonna be. When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities.
So what does this really mean. When it all comes down you're cycling trivialities. Cycling trivialities. Cycling trivialities.