Текст песни Profile Of The Day

First page of the chapter, it’s when the feather speak A link between the rulers, so strong or just too weak Living in a story, we’re knights who’s marching out Vision of a daydream, more than what meet’s the eye In reality It’s a game for the gallery Two brain pieces divided Wide my view, still I can’t believe Profile of the day I’m the one to blame All feelings that you ignore Marching like machines We’re stepped on like creeps They watching all the move you make Horses won’t make the beggars ride Counting down the hours, we know who pays the price Wave your feather finger, and command me to the line Who’s behind your shoulder, she’s got you in her hand Screams return like echoes, do we know where we stand Time can’t wash all your sins away It was not for me, it was just for you And no respond on what I feel It won’t mean a thing, it won’t mean a thing In reality