The hollowed grounds won't change at all
Come around and claim to fall
Begin to harden yourself
Begin to throw yourself out
Think about what you found
Put yourself on a shelve
Let it come to what's yours
Cone towards your end
Realise what is left
Sickness interludes in you
Fear is craving to be part of a fluke
Somehow we're all aware
Somehow we keep it close
Somehow we try to shake it off
But sometimes when worlds bend in the shape of a god
I have witnessed
What we can't control (Can't control)
I have witnessed
What our minds can't compose (Can't compose)
My mind takes
Friends fake
I don't know why you crave
False claims
Nice shades
Something tells me you are
A liar
Liar
Liar
Liar