Mess Age - Everyday Paranoia Тексты

Sitting in an empty room
Filled with masks, not faces
I see monstrous hatred
Sticking out in its centre

I'm trying to stifle paranoia
But paroxysm of fear
Seems to accumulate
Blister of exhaustion finally bursts!

My helplessness makes me sick
Spewing out my soul i'm willing
To recall how i got to this place

Drivers using one-way highway
Frequenters of trendy clubs
Strange subscribers to the acid
Troublemakers at the parties
Are the reason of convulsion

My helplessness makes me sick
Spewing out my soul i'm willing
To recall how i got to this place

My helplessness makes me sick
Spewing out my soul i'm willing
To recall how i got among these freaks

Who wasn't rebel as young
Would be motherfucker as old
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