Beautiful کے بول

It's hard to see in a river of blackness Or force a smile when you're cursed with sadness Carrying the wounds of the world Escape the day with a dream, a delusion Our heads explode with the massive intrusion Of just trying to do what we're told So we'll be falling apart We're state of the art We sit and wait for something beautiful Awake in a dream We'll burst at the seams We'd sell our souls For something beautiful now We dread the day when we see the good deeds Of somebody else dying to please us Can't seem to just let it go Realize that there's never a reason So bite your tongue, well, except to say Please and thank you, now leave us alone 'Cause we'll be falling apart We're state of the art We sit and wait for something beautiful Awake in a dream, we'll burst at the seams We'd sell our souls for something beautiful Falling apart We're state of the art We sit and wait for something beautiful Awake in a dream We'll burst at the seams We'd sell our souls Falling apart We're state of the art We sit and wait for something beautiful Awake in a dream We'll burst at the seams We'd sell our souls