Trails Of Senselessness
You are psycho
Out of your mind
Your brain is floating
Off the ground
You keep on searching
All the time
But words are falling
From the line
Your face again
Of million shapes is saying
Go see and turn
The lights that cross my feelings
Above your head
Millions of years are saying
Come on again
And cross the winds of dreaming
We've been broken all of our lives
Riding oceans through the walls
Our brains are fated from the start
To search the trails of senselessness
Your face again
Of million shapes is saying
Go see and turn
The lights that cross my feelings
Above your head
Millions of years are saying
Come on again
And cross the winds of dreaming
Until we are gone
Until we are gone
Until we are gone
Until we are gone