domingo, 6 de junio de 2010

An Insland in the Unvierse

So you decided that those four walls was to small for you
You decided that you’ll move away from your hometown
And then you feel like a strange, but it’s like always has been
You think that you saw a familiar face, and your mind drowns

You said, don’t love the virtues, just try to love all the flaws
Don’t try to find a path, just try to go with the flow sometimes
You won’t find a manual that teaches you how to live the life
But one day you’ll see that you’ll choose between truth or lie

Well, I guess we are addicted to the bad choices
We are addicted to fell in love with impossible things
That we are addicted to things that’ll screw your mind
I guess we just can’t evade it, we are human beings

And one day you realize that you’re walking down the same street
In one moment you can’t remember, you stop asking yourself why
They get away with murder, we became one more piece in the plan
We will erase our thoughts, we won’t have the time to say goodbye

But you know that those old four walls won’t last forever and ever
Soon or late you’ll have to face reality and leave the fear behind
And it’s another story after midnight in a page for forgotten souls
But no more questions, it’s for some answers that no one will find



Well, I guess we are addicted to the bad choices
We are addicted to fell in love with impossible things
That we are addicted to things that’ll screw your mind
I guess we just can’t evade it, we are human beings

One by one they fall, it’s just the effect that belongs to the night
Another disaster on the table of the thin strings of the automatic
And you go back to your town and you’re still being a stranger
And you go back to your home, but everything looks static.

Well, I guess we are addicted to the bad choices
We are addicted to fell in love with impossible things
That we are addicted to things that’ll screw your mind
I guess we just can’t evade it, we are human beings

It’s just a detail, a smile, a hope in middle of an island in the universe
Move around in circles, in the end there’s not a real escape

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