2016

Sweet smell of desire – slowly disappears
Dissolves in the air, like it never was here
Washed up dolls – broken heels
Fallen princes of fear
Behind the mask – empty space
Fake is the new real

Wake up, cause it’s time
Or time will wake you up
Don’t be one of them – robotic slaves of Friday night
I know you don’t understand,
How I’m throwing the blame
When denial’s asleep, it awakens the shame

And yet you choose the comfort zone
Where there’s no pain and broken bones
That’s the idea.
Where eyes will lose their lively spark
And disappear in the dark
Is that the idea?
And you’re facing the blame
Cause I will never the same again.

Yeah, when the sun goes down, I know you’re here
Hey, when it’s time to leave, don’t disappear
Hey, when it’s time to move on, I’ll be here
Hey, when it’s time to leave don’t-,
Wait it was so near
So damn near

And yet you choose the comfort zone
Where there’s no pain and broken bones
That’s the idea.
Where eyes will lose their lively spark
And disappear in the dark
Is that the idea?
And you’re facing the blame
Cause I will never the same again.

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