September rain has changed the mood
My skin is thin, water my roots
According to the sacred order
Seeking havens, wanderlust
We're digging nowhere, ground into mud
Remaining sober, as we've been told
Dis-ease turned into plague of end times
And so end times we become
I've met my fate, it told me where
The evil sleeps, so hard to bear
It's deep inside, beneath the border
Of our ego innocence
Pandora's box - left open
Can't close it now - it's over
Hiding from the fear of nowhere
Else to go, staying sober
Paradoxes fitting each other
Conscious of my feeling disorder
Feel the depth, feel the distance
Survive, the existence
Deep down, tired angels cry over us
Tick-tock, tick-tock, time is rushing more than ever
Too late, today, procrastination killed endeavour
Tiny pity we live elsewhere than this day
Being ignorant means to obey
My eyes quite sore, have seen too much
Will praise the day, another lash
The god of sun please help me, heal me
Make my vision free from shame
Pandora's box - left open
Can't close it now - it's over
Hiding from the fear of nowhere
Else to go, staying sober
Paradoxes fitting each other
Conscious of my feeling disorder
Feel the depth, feel the distance
Survive, the existence
Deep down, tired angels cry over us
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September rain has changed the mood
My skin is thin, water my roots
According to the sacred order
Seeking havens, wanderlust
We're digging nowhere, ground into mud
Remaining sober, as we've been told
Dis-ease turned into plague of end times
And so end times we become
I've met my fate, it told me where
The evil sleeps, so hard to bear
It's deep inside, beneath the border
Of our ego innocence
Pandora's box - left open
Can't close it now - it's over
Hiding from the fear of nowhere
Else to go, staying sober
Paradoxes fitting each other
Conscious of my feeling disorder
Feel the depth, feel the distance
Survive, the existence
Deep down, tired angels cry over us
Tick-tock, tick-tock, time is rushing more than ever
Too late, today, procrastination killed endeavour
Tiny pity we live elsewhere than this day
Being ignorant means to obey
My eyes quite sore, have seen too much
Will praise the day, another lash
The god of sun please help me, heal me
Make my vision free from shame
Pandora's box - left open
Can't close it now - it's over
Hiding from the fear of nowhere
Else to go, staying sober
Paradoxes fitting each other
Conscious of my feeling disorder
Feel the depth, feel the distance
Survive, the existence
Deep down, tired angels cry over us
My skin is thin, water my roots
According to the sacred order
Seeking havens, wanderlust
We're digging nowhere, ground into mud
Remaining sober, as we've been told
Dis-ease turned into plague of end times
And so end times we become
I've met my fate, it told me where
The evil sleeps, so hard to bear
It's deep inside, beneath the border
Of our ego innocence
Pandora's box - left open
Can't close it now - it's over
Hiding from the fear of nowhere
Else to go, staying sober
Paradoxes fitting each other
Conscious of my feeling disorder
Feel the depth, feel the distance
Survive, the existence
Deep down, tired angels cry over us
Tick-tock, tick-tock, time is rushing more than ever
Too late, today, procrastination killed endeavour
Tiny pity we live elsewhere than this day
Being ignorant means to obey
My eyes quite sore, have seen too much
Will praise the day, another lash
The god of sun please help me, heal me
Make my vision free from shame
Pandora's box - left open
Can't close it now - it's over
Hiding from the fear of nowhere
Else to go, staying sober
Paradoxes fitting each other
Conscious of my feeling disorder
Feel the depth, feel the distance
Survive, the existence
Deep down, tired angels cry over us
Writer: Natalia Gudzińska
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