They all stopped painting
Don't mind our cry
Should we take it take it
Can we take it take it
Will we take it take it
I cannot
Take it
These streets are paved in grey
Of mediocrity
Colors rot in vain
They all stopped painting
When the nail sticks
Hammer the nail
Don't mind our
And close the sky
Who can blame us
Who can blame
Who wanna go with us (I do)
Step out of the zone (I do)
I hate being told what to do
What to think
What is right and wrong
Who wanna stomp the mice (I do)
That follow the dice (I do)
Psychopats control the masses
Slip out
Of the grip of lies
Reign of acid rain
Sowing displeasure
Words of angry men
Choking their own throats
Money spoils the character
I didn't know
It's their fault
Neighbor's grass is greener
He's got lucky
We need to believe, we need to be faithful
The lord's ways are inscrutable
Who can blame
Who wanna go with us (I do)
Step out of the zone (I do)
I hate being told what to do
What to think
What is right and wrong
Who wanna stomp the mice (I do)
That follow the dice (I do)
Psychopats control the masses
Slip out
Of the grip of lies
Burn desires
Bring them to
You think
You think you think
Money brings plague
But that's not the deal
You think
You think you think
Happiness happens
But it's not a gift
(Fire)
(Burn desires)
Bring them to fire
To burn desires
Who can blame us
Who wanna go with us (I do)
Step out of the zone (I do)
I hate being told what to do
What to think
What is right and wrong
Who wanna stomp the mice (I do)
That follow the dice (I do)
Psychopats control the masses
Slip out
Of the grip of lies
Burn desires
Bring them to fire
To burn desires
Who can blame us

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