November Process - Deorganized Dreams Тексты

Deorganized Dreams
In searching for an answer the questions slowly die
The time goes by regardless with expectations high
Remnants of lost feelings will surface in the rain
To neutralize the present constant state of pain

I try to close my eyes against it
I try to see the lies

Components come together - connecting all with wires
It's starting to take shape now - assembling our lives
How beautiful the structure - how beautiful the lies
The machines can be broken - we're better off deorganized
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