No one heard the prophecy
Our spirit is deaf
All the exspectations
- wrecked sensations now
Illusions of intimacy
Split up the core
Refrain:
See me choke every promise we broke
As we grow old lost in decisions
Of greed and need - we shot our sense
Underneath the cemetery
I'm digging for any reason
As I breathe in I can smell
The stench of our inheritance
Split up the core
See me choke every promise we broke
Get me out, give me honesty
Give me space to breath
Writer(s): Sebastian Blaschke, Max Schreiber
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