اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Everything so watered down and fake
Just a shell of what it ever could be
I will not make a single compromise
That’s not who I ever was
Now I lose every single drop of sleep
My eyes so dark with the worries of this life
And I think every day until I calm
A void is filled by stepping out of line
I'm not ok
I will not be patronized
No bright side to speak of
Freedom leased to a suit and tie
My ideals and your ideas
We don’t see eye to eye
Void, a void
We are not a commodity
No niche market to speak of
Reality is what we see
My brain
Thinks in fucked up patterns and lines
I can’t produce a smile
When I don’t think everything’s fine
Your culture of glamour and excess
Is a million miles away from me
