Harta - The Optimist Lyrics

I hear them calling me
Let it go, give in temptation
Just to see
This entity devouring me

Take it back to the maker
You can argue that no one gave a f*ck
There comes this moment when all said things can not be undone

Living the pain, levitating, go!
Living the pain, levitating

Drop your skin and drop your bones
There are no saints, there are no thrones
Drop your skin and drop your bones
There are no thrones

Take it back to the maker
You can argue that no one gave a f*ck
There comes this moment when all said things can not be undone

Living the pain, levitating, go!
Living the pain, levitating, go!

Kill in his name
As if you're the sane
But I am the freak?
So come, come stare at me

Let me reframe
This is insane
I'm not alone
Who blames your killing spree

Drop your skin and drop your bones
F*ck the saints and f*ck the thrones
Drop your skin and drop your bones
F*ck the thrones

F*ck the thrones