Write It Down – Badly Preserved – letras

That face is melting, do we own credibilityred lines sensing what people are thinkingcommon behaviour, it starts to make sensein one way, one game, remoted in my headtoday I’m reflecting on the world and its contentit’s gotta be objective, a pure and happy endit won’t be like that, I’m telling you thisit’s gods country allright, but he forgot to bless itlife wil never be the sameforcing you to play mindless games andI’ll never be the samethe pain you’ve caused is coming back at youremember the days son and write them downI am in betweenyou think sweet talk will help but it won’tforgotten things will come back and provokebusy, busy sorting out all my prioritiesinfecting me the rest of humanityempty those pockets and stop the clockmind above matter, fuel within usthat face is melting, do we own credibilityred lines are sensing what people are thinkingI don’t feel like taking a break nowI have an opportunityfreeze the moment and separate themI am so right awake nowseems like I can’t get no sleep nowrealizing why I’ve done ita little bit more nowa little bit lessalthough we trought it might be biggerbigger then the restinstead of working a new item is bornperhaps reborn if I could chose its path