Tekster: 5th Projekt. Circadian. One To Throw Away.

So god painted her with sore eyes and cold lies
You add a little inquiry
Do you know how to get inspired by these people
By god, don?t you hate them all
They?re waiting for the rain cloud
Above my lane in a golden flurry
A Bush fire will ignite in the desert and I have
Got one to throw away, I?m a ghost on the highway
When I find the path to love I?ll let you know.
No don?t look up. Just keep running.
You can?t see anything
We are so thoughtless and careless
Not just to ourselves but toward this planet.
We?re the only ones who will take pleasure from
Another?s pain and we shun harmony
To maintain our position on the food chain
If you call that a gain
When I find the path to love I?ll let you know.
Do we dare to communicate love, do we dare to extend out
Do we dare to speak our minds, do we dare to despise
If we smile too largely will our stitches tear
Uncovering, exposing what?s really in there
You say I look a little haunted
Like a nameless, faceless, shapeless, shameless little thing
I want to know that for every gesture I make, I don?t need to explain.
Time will tell and time will heal
I think that?s pretty good for something that?s not real
I gasp at the pleasure I get from
Seeing you in pain
And I shun humanity
To maintain my position in this war game
If that?s what you want to play
When I find the path to love I?ll let you know.