| I lost my visual‘ | |
| Cause all you fucks are in my way | |
| So drop her off this route | |
| Take ’em to some far place | |
| Watch them feed | |
| Seal the signs of the borders | |
| We are here to bend | |
| Penetrate the outlines | |
| Lightness of color | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| Imaginary reality | |
| Suffer from make believe | |
| I'll chance the fate | |
| Take ’em to some far place | |
| Watch them feed | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you |
| I lost my visual' | |
| Cause all you fucks are in my way | |
| So drop her off this route | |
| Take ' em to some far place | |
| Watch them feed | |
| Seal the signs of the borders | |
| We are here to bend | |
| Penetrate the outlines | |
| Lightness of color | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| Imaginary reality | |
| Suffer from make believe | |
| I' ll chance the fate | |
| Take ' em to some far place | |
| Watch them feed | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you |
| I lost my visual' | |
| Cause all you fucks are in my way | |
| So drop her off this route | |
| Take ' em to some far place | |
| Watch them feed | |
| Seal the signs of the borders | |
| We are here to bend | |
| Penetrate the outlines | |
| Lightness of color | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| Imaginary reality | |
| Suffer from make believe | |
| I' ll chance the fate | |
| Take ' em to some far place | |
| Watch them feed | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| They say the world is struggling | |
| But we are stuck upside down | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you | |
| No purpose, no scorn | |
| No sorrow will be wasted on you |