Kafkaesque
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See some need saving from a pit below
The cafes we've been in are stilled with snow
In life you can't be wrong, you mill you sow
The morning coffee at the Wilks' is too cold
I have been home to see it through
right with my own eyes
Right with my own eyes
Though all this folly's made by fools,
I still see it rise, I still see it rise.
Will it only be the end of me or will it take a toll?
Life is not a show of hypocrisy, It must have something more
And the music drowns me out so loud that I can't stay afloat
Question what did I ever do so wrong that they left me alone
Oh lone Oh lone
Emetic mysteries I hope will die
But every night they come in front of my own eyes
Imagine limbs and gore every time you cry
Why am I prisoner I've solely done the right
Will it only be the end of me or will it take a toll?
Life is not a show of hypocrisy, It must have something more
And the music drowns me out so loud that I can't stay afloat
Question what did I ever do so wrong that they left me alone
Oh lone Oh lone
And I hope one day I'll be fine
Broken systems, moral sinnings
And I hope that I'll be out tonight
Free of charges, a thousand miles
Yet they led me to the final grave
And sure this time it won't be staged
These demons make all innocents forget their names
Yet they led me to the final grave
And sure this time it won't be staged
These demons make all innocents forget their names
Will it only be the end of me or will it take a toll?
Life is not a show of hypocrisy, It must have something more
And the music drowns me out so loud that I can't stay afloat
Question what did I ever do so wrong that they left me alone
Oh lone Oh lone