歌词
@ @
born to the glare of the senses
spoonfed reality infused
a new inherent
passive contentment
you are so easily amused
here and now we are
gone in a happy
a dream in the passage your time
chances are fading
this world isn't waiting
the moment is passing you by
questions lie beneath the surface
the fools are fooled once again
a coincidence we stole our existence
and gladly cast it to the wind
Here and now we are
gone in a happy
a dream in the passage your time
chances are fading
this world isn't waiting
the moment is passing you by
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