Text: Destine. Lightspeed. Spiders.

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We are the poeple of a generation lost in time
Not knowing wich truth to believe
We belong to oness that live without a future or desire
Nothingg to lose or to achieve
But I'm out
So come and get it
The only thing that's left in me
My inhibitions will not fail me now

I'm sick of spiders on my back
And I'm stuck and can't stop running
I feel them sneakingup on me now
One drip of venom in my neck
And my mind just can't stop spinning
I'm calling out can you hear me now

Save your breath and leave the images down in your mind
I konw exactly what to do
I'm not the one that'd let you sting me now and let me dry
Yeah soon the joke will turn on you
Oh I'm out
So forget it
The only thing that's left in me
My inhibitions will not fail me now

Can you save me from myself
'Cause me higher I climbed to an escape, the harder I fell

(Grazie a ¤ Lily ¤ per questo testo)