Paroles de Mold

Mold, you're drive to survive Your old self denied You need to revive The real self's inside Mold, I can see it growing Mold, I can see it showing Hollow, shallow in societies depths Nerve endings surge the waves crest Dancing with the fringe of pain Sharing what's left insane Think, washed out washed up Mood enhancers lessen the corrupt Who will be the inner sight… Who controls the need to fight… Mold, I can see it growing Mold, I can see it showing Wary, tired, and lashed out cold Listening to directions told You're argument will never fold You're spirit and reality mold This constant barrage, cracking at my skull Creeping past my walls, defense and resistance falls