That face is melting, do we own credibility

red lines sensing what people are thinking

common behaviour, it starts to make sense

in one way, one game, remoted in my head



today I'm reflecting on the world and its content

it's gotta be objective, a pure and happy end

it won't be like that, I'm telling you this

it's gods country allright, but he forgot to bless it



life wil never be the same

forcing you to play mindless games and

I'll never be the same

the pain you've caused is coming back at you



remember the days son and write them down

I am in between



you think sweet talk will help but it won't

forgotten things will come back and provoke

busy, busy sorting out all my priorities

infecting me the rest of humanity



empty those pockets and stop the clock

mind above matter, fuel within us

that face is melting, do we own credibility

red lines are sensing what people are thinking



I don't feel like taking a break now

I have an opportunity

freeze the moment and separate them



I am so right awake now

seems like I can't get no sleep now

realizing why I've done it



a little bit more now

a little bit less

although we trought it might be bigger

bigger then the rest

instead of working a new item is born

perhaps reborn if I could chose its path