Strollin’ through hellscapes whistlin’
Faceless shapes decorate the periphery
Nothin’ of weight penetrates our domes of ignorance
Nothin’ sounds great when you’re not listenin’
Shapeless faces whistle past as a numbin’ breeze
Careful not to stand and awake any epiphanies
Nothin’ of weight penetrates our fog of insensitivity
Amble to oblivion, gladly
If this island capsizes, we’ll just float
Sinkin’ is another option though
If this island capsizes, we’ll just float
Sinkin’ is another option though
We are obsessed with ourselves
We are obsessed with ourselves
We are obsessed with ourselves (we are obsessed with ourselves, we’ll miss it)
We are obsessed with ourselves (over-stimulated by existing)
We are obsessed with ourselves (we are obsessed with ourselves, we’ll miss it)
We are obsessed with ourselves (this self-congratulatory world’s relentless)
We are obsessed with ourselves (we are obsessed with ourselves, we’ll miss it)
We are obsessed with ourselves (we are obsessed with ourselves)
Design the nothingness yourself
Compartmentalise the guilt
Lose any interest before you resent
That’s existence well spent
If this island capsizes, we’ll just float
Sinkin’ is another option though
یک پلیلیست انتخاب کنید یا سریع پلیلیست جدید بسازید.
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