Listening away to music with no substance
Not exactly fulfilling my heart
Speaking to me with that visible scar and wide grin
Those innocent eyes light the darkness
I want an answer
The sky has no mouth
I locked it in order to live
I cleaned off the rust, starving in comprehension
I opened to take a look
Gathering around in a circle
Throwing away education
You guys looking through the manhole,
Why don't you come join us?
You'll get used to it
Are you used to it?
The bouquet placed by the road laughs
Speaking to me with that visible scar and wide grin
Those innocent eyes light the darkness
I want an answer
The sky has no mouth
Turn towards the back with no wings
I reject the future
Time that has passed asks us equally, the way of life
Prayers pile up
If it scatters it means it's precious
The bouquet no one tries to see taught me
I stared at the future
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Listening away to music with no substance
Not exactly fulfilling my heart
Speaking to me with that visible scar and wide grin
Those innocent eyes light the darkness
I want an answer
The vacant image has no mouth
I locked it in order to live
I cleaned off the rust, starving in comprehension
I opened to take a look
Gathering around in a circle
Throwing away education
You guys looking through the manhole, why don't you come join us?
You'll get used to it
Are you getting used to it?
The bouquet placed by the road laughs
Speaking to me with that visible scar and wide grin
Those innocent eyes light the darkness
I want an answer
The vacant image has no mouth
Turning my back without wings towards you
I reject the future
Time that has passed asks us equally, the way of life
Prayers pile up
It's precious if it scatters
The bouquet no one tries to see is the future I gaze
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