Don’t you slip… don’t loose the grip, no Focus Pokus, stay on track please Stay in line… be on time No deviation allowed, no
White coat mice will roll our dice, oh Officially artificialized and Once and twice dead, towards eternity Obey your thirst for immortality
Tonight you might be wrong or right, see But no one cares ‘coz no one shares the Burden of love and camaraderie and No one gets the sense that once got you and me
The lovesick sea… but no shore to kiss This is the cage of all in-betweens
The cage of rage, see… it’s our own stage, yes It’s where we kill and give birth… lie and confess, yes Pursuit of dream we love and adore has got us Stuck in-between, the sea with no shore
We lie for free yet our confessions we sell For handful of lame excuses to tell To wash our guilt in blood of the dead, so we can Lie even more but feel good instead
And as lab results play our final waltz We keep on justifying all our faults No dirty stains… gotta wipe it all clean And follow the trace that tugs, pulls and screams
Army of glass… polished and clean Behold the hordes of in-between
All soaking wet under the rain of applauds We catwalk the bloodred carpets of corpses Towards the gaze of eternal greed A perverted shameful dream indeed
Chained in a dark hole of a naked heart A bloated Narcisse equals social suicide Unless he’s brought up to the fore By hedonist masses to love and adore
To be their precious beloved little whore Flawlessly designed structural décor But fake throne is frail… the whore hits the floor Caught in-between… the sea with no shore
Roam in the mist… thick creamy steam Lost in the badlands of in-between
Perhaps we’d seigh… even more From bitter envy and sweet aw If just you didn’t expect it so Badly and insensitively from us all
The entertainment requires quantifiable score Success as norm gives Benjamin’s galore Escape again what you escaped once before Reincarnated déjà vu’s of discontent and bore
Like sheep we scamper into the wild that pulls But the freedom is tricky, and out come the wolves Neither here nor there, not so free any more Right in-between, the sea with no shore
The lovesick sea… but no shore to kiss This is the cage of all in-betweens
Throughout the borderlands of everything we know Blurred which way signs, we’re stripped down to the bone In a World of frames deframed we roam The real In-betweens, on a sea with no shore
Yet there’s beauty in places we’ve never seen Coz we’re racing the clock as if on caffeine From A to B like fast-track machine Deaf, dumb and blind for what’s In-between
2 kommentarer:
Loop More
Under the rain
Don’t you slip… don’t loose the grip, no
Focus Pokus, stay on track please
Stay in line… be on time
No deviation allowed, no
White coat mice will roll our dice, oh
Officially artificialized and
Once and twice dead, towards eternity
Obey your thirst for immortality
Tonight you might be wrong or right, see
But no one cares ‘coz no one shares the
Burden of love and camaraderie and
No one gets the sense that once got you and me
The lovesick sea… but no shore to kiss
This is the cage of all in-betweens
The cage of rage, see… it’s our own stage, yes
It’s where we kill and give birth… lie and confess, yes
Pursuit of dream we love and adore has got us
Stuck in-between, the sea with no shore
We lie for free yet our confessions we sell
For handful of lame excuses to tell
To wash our guilt in blood of the dead, so we can
Lie even more but feel good instead
And as lab results play our final waltz
We keep on justifying all our faults
No dirty stains… gotta wipe it all clean
And follow the trace that tugs, pulls and screams
Army of glass… polished and clean
Behold the hordes of in-between
All soaking wet under the rain of applauds
We catwalk the bloodred carpets of corpses
Towards the gaze of eternal greed
A perverted shameful dream indeed
Chained in a dark hole of a naked heart
A bloated Narcisse equals social suicide
Unless he’s brought up to the fore
By hedonist masses to love and adore
To be their precious beloved little whore
Flawlessly designed structural décor
But fake throne is frail… the whore hits the floor
Caught in-between… the sea with no shore
Roam in the mist… thick creamy steam
Lost in the badlands of in-between
Perhaps we’d seigh… even more
From bitter envy and sweet aw
If just you didn’t expect it so
Badly and insensitively from us all
The entertainment requires quantifiable score
Success as norm gives Benjamin’s galore
Escape again what you escaped once before
Reincarnated déjà vu’s of discontent and bore
Like sheep we scamper into the wild that pulls
But the freedom is tricky, and out come the wolves
Neither here nor there, not so free any more
Right in-between, the sea with no shore
The lovesick sea… but no shore to kiss
This is the cage of all in-betweens
Throughout the borderlands of everything we know
Blurred which way signs, we’re stripped down to the bone
In a World of frames deframed we roam
The real In-betweens, on a sea with no shore
Yet there’s beauty in places we’ve never seen
Coz we’re racing the clock as if on caffeine
From A to B like fast-track machine
Deaf, dumb and blind for what’s In-between
Haris A.
Post a Comment