Story Behind the Song
Being stuck somewhere, doing the same shit day after day. Living as someone your not.
Lyrics
Sailing Through,
A wake of obstacles that fogged and had Blurred my Vision,
Fading truth, is the abscense of our minds belief to contemlplate
We'll Sufocate togather in perfect Bliss,
Deteriate debating this fatal miss
Waste away, transporting to where they say,
is paradise for us all to live
engulfed in saddness, compulsive greed,
blindfolds the eye to self misery
We'll Sufocate togather in perfect Bliss,
Deteriate debating this fatal miss
we'll saturate, in our prisons, Of conscience Bombs,
Malfuntioned systems in all,
Closing down, we're losing ground,
we feel that we, lost touch with reality
We'll Sufocate togather in perfect Bliss,
Deteriate debating this fatal miss
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