Testo di The Spiral

The thing a lot, the smoke, too much Don't understand, what am I waiting for ? First I'm born, thirst I'm alive I don't kill my instinct any more Go down like freedom Virtue of mind escape from there He wants to know, he is unknown He destroyed himself never stop the way There is downward spiral Here on my style You laid, friends died Don't understand what were losing before Bring the tool, erase the beat I'm not here, can't feel the force Slow down you are turning around Appetite bigger and bigger flow up You awake you fake You kill yourself while you don't find There is downward spiral Here on my style