Death and ambition go hand in hand
Love is but a castle in the sand
Reshape and anxious tampered brain
Find a faith inside cocaine
You're not the problem, not at fault
You're lips make sugar taste like salt
Dire niceties forlorn
Another tragedy is born, is born
To be felt
Nothing helps
To be half asleep and half awake all the time
To be felt
Floating on an atmosphere
To the plain of the calm mere
Hostility starts and none succeed
Intermittent conflicts all will bleed
Fought the fear of disturbance
Aligned mistakes divide remains
You're the rash of all concerned
Frontier forces are reinforcing
The stage is set and none foresee
That all will be drastically curtailed
To be felt
Nothing helps
To be half asleep and half awake all the time
To be felt
Floating on an atmosphere
To the plain of the calm mere
To be felt
Nothing helps
To be half asleep and half awake all the time
To be felt
Floating on an atmosphere
To the plain of the calm mere