Song | Sirens Singing |
Artist | Fear My Thoughts |
Album | The Great Collapse |
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One fine day I won't have | |
One fine day I won't give | |
One fine day I will just be | |
And then i'm breaking free | |
I'll leave it all behind | |
I want to follow that way | |
But sirens sing | |
They call my name | |
To keep me in this game | |
Addicted to consumption | |
A slave of materiality | |
False suns keep blinding me | |
To bring me of my way | |
The bigger my greed is | |
The narrower the way becomes | |
And sirens sing | |
They call my name | |
To keep me in this game | |
And sirens scream | |
Right in my ear | |
Temptation is so near | |
One step closer to the end… | |
Consumption how bitter sweet | |
Satisfaction can.t be gained | |
Through the possesion of useless goods | |
The desire to get and posses increases the fear to lose it all | |
It paralyses all my action | |
More and more and more and more |
One fine day I won' t have | |
One fine day I won' t give | |
One fine day I will just be | |
And then i' m breaking free | |
I' ll leave it all behind | |
I want to follow that way | |
But sirens sing | |
They call my name | |
To keep me in this game | |
Addicted to consumption | |
A slave of materiality | |
False suns keep blinding me | |
To bring me of my way | |
The bigger my greed is | |
The narrower the way becomes | |
And sirens sing | |
They call my name | |
To keep me in this game | |
And sirens scream | |
Right in my ear | |
Temptation is so near | |
One step closer to the end | |
Consumption how bitter sweet | |
Satisfaction can. t be gained | |
Through the possesion of useless goods | |
The desire to get and posses increases the fear to lose it all | |
It paralyses all my action | |
More and more and more and more |
One fine day I won' t have | |
One fine day I won' t give | |
One fine day I will just be | |
And then i' m breaking free | |
I' ll leave it all behind | |
I want to follow that way | |
But sirens sing | |
They call my name | |
To keep me in this game | |
Addicted to consumption | |
A slave of materiality | |
False suns keep blinding me | |
To bring me of my way | |
The bigger my greed is | |
The narrower the way becomes | |
And sirens sing | |
They call my name | |
To keep me in this game | |
And sirens scream | |
Right in my ear | |
Temptation is so near | |
One step closer to the end | |
Consumption how bitter sweet | |
Satisfaction can. t be gained | |
Through the possesion of useless goods | |
The desire to get and posses increases the fear to lose it all | |
It paralyses all my action | |
More and more and more and more |