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Text: Soilwork. Stabbing the Drama. Distance.

Can you please remind me where the fuck I've been?
'Cause I can't find out you see, so return me to a vital place
From a distant observation, corrosion of emotions
Is how you block your state

From scratch to revelation
It's all been there, bleeding for someone to dare
Extension of deceptions, brings you to your final collapse
Am I really an exception?

Is that your only entertainment?
Spoiling your desire
To blow your minds on a one way track
From a distance!

Building knowledge out of flexible existence
Hunt for adrenaline is staggering, grand lack of emotions
You'll never face conclusions, you'll get what you want
Am I really an exception?

Is that your only entertainment?
Spoiling your desire
To blow your minds on a one way track
I tell you a lie and you make it a statement
Sleeping in denial
You're all wasting the time of your lives

Cold and crawling, you made it back
Fear is selling and you're one with the fact
Counting the days for rebirth
Lost once again and how it hurts

Is that your only entertainment?
Spoiling your desire
To blow your minds on a one way track
I tell you a lie and you make it a statement
Sleeping in denial
You're all having the time of your lives

Is that your only entertainment?
To blow your minds on a one way track
I tell you a lie and you make it a statement
You're all wasting the time of your lives