Tytuł: Distortion sleep

• Wykonawca: Soilwork
• Wyświetleń: 327

In my town where the system sleeps
   Nobody gives a damn
   It's up to you how to hide to flee
   Their hunger never ends
   Hateful design builds the structure divine
   A territory cold as ice
   An endless empire with cynic desire
   Born of a broken spell
  
   [Chorus:]
   Feeling like a guttersnipe standing in line
   Deciding his lifestyle by rolling the dice
   One will stand another will fall down
   Find your way out from the constant lack [2X]
  
   You gotta get yourself a picture of what is going on
   Cause their lips are sealed now
   Their honesty never to be found
   Hateful design builds the structure divine
   A territory cold as ice
   An endless empire with cynic desire
   Born of a broken spell
  
   Your pride is just a symbol
   another hidden excuse
   for being such a savior
   distorting your sick self abuse