I cant make out any roads when everythings just spinning round quick stop and think above swim in the sea you believe cowards tranquility
everything i seemed to see was grey well its raining now can you feel the tears of now? now? now? weeping you wanna say why youre waking in a well for? best look up soon before it all
why are we wondering? why are we why are we slaughtering? why are we
well its hard to row when the oat is stuck and it is snowing and i cant make out any roads when everythings just spinning round
i cant make out any roads when everything just spinning round quick stop and think above the cloud swim in the sea you belive towards everything i see was grey well its raining now i can geel the venting passion and emotion keeps us and when that is gone its a grey
why are we dwondering? why are we why are we slaughtering? why are we
bu i looked into your eyes and i saw all wasnt right you were chasing painted dreams
they dont want you to wake up waking up the same fold dont grow its the same as before the same as were all wailing on the ground
they turn the page so they turn the i turn the page so they turn the page
you turn the page so i turn the page you turn the page so i turn the page you turn the pafe so they turn the page so you turn the page so they turn the page so