Dead and suffocated
Air is spent
Fuck this illusion
Losing breath
So downgraded
Losing every day
Nothing really matters
Any fucking way
Getting inundated
Net overload
Fuck this delusion
Losing hope
Yet so uplifting
Losing every day
Nothing really matters
Any fucking way
Meaning lost its face
Broken out of place
Spinning in the shame
Uplifting
Death this shroud is shredded
All hesitate
Won't hold my breath
Too much mouth for brains
Folding folod of angels
Higher than the sun
Feel now high align
Fell for her lullaby
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Beat Paul
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