الكلمات الأصلية
ENالترجمة غير متاحة بعد. نعرض الكلمات الأصلية.
Dwelling in the outskirts of this grand scheme
Moments of doubt interspersed
By sudden flashes of clarity
A constant emotional give and take
Completely cut-off from reality
Tired of the fear caused by routine
Desperation leaking through soft joint tissues
There’s a coward inside this terminal being
The anguish of admitting I was wrong
Virulent behaviours
No space between this bars
Implosive thoughts will consume everything
The conquer of negative space
If every vibration is not unified
The will to go on will slowly fade
Elusive hidden solution
Inside this tragedy of logic
