IV 歌词

Reckless you try To guard your lies Streaming forth your floods of deteriorating Quasi-intellectual pride! Storming outside you window is what You are looking for But the blinders have been shut by Those before you Reaching further you say But I only see the same circle Surrounding your house Hard work won't pay off in this Gathering like fools, excluding When I myself only see that the more I speak - the less people perceive