Rough Draft.
Lyrics:
Running circles through this maze we call
lifeline, turn left, we're getting more and more
lost souls, lost minds, bodies, eyes [ainted in
blackout, brainwash, rinse repeat again the
preocess, deny,, overload your tiny
mindless, thoughtless, lets repeat our stupid
mistakes, heartaches, take these drugs they'll make it
better, wekaer, destroying the endless
cycle you deaths and rebirths
cycle the sunrise, sunsets
inhale, then exhale
running circles, through our daily
livestock, murder, tools we use so we can
survive, realize, threatened by some hidden
terror, reflex, our instincts are so very
primal, naive, acting out on every
impule, insigh, aiming for the heads of scapegoats, victims, every lie will be
procllaimed, explained, exclaimed by the endless
chorus
Quite interesting! It's quite experimental but I like it.
coverfactory 3 years ago