© Relicseed
The song tells a story about the self-centered, excuse-friendly person who is afraid of discovering himself, afraid of success and is always searching for the reason to justify his lack of willpower to follow his dreams.
Speculating on the present you continue
Spitting in the face of the luck
Looking aside, moving backwards, thinking downwards
You still hope to get on the track
Pointing with a finger towards those who disobey
The religion what creates surviving cell
You barely notice any signs in your way
The heaven has transformed into hell
The future of the past is the basis of faith
That indicates a common thinking way
Selfishness has become a trait of character
Served on a confidence tray
Justice used to be a scuttlebutt as it seems
In the most convenient way
Independence you would like to have as a friend
Ha ha ha, it still depends…
Just as an obscene torture feels a single miracle
Everybody else seems like an enormous obstacle
No more further steps to get more and more underneath
Even if you tried as hard as did so far
Humiliation is considered as a normal criticism
But how much of that would you take?
The content of the sample simply doesn't count
`Cause in the end remains nothing but fake
Pointing with a finger towards those who disobey
The religion that creates surviving cell
You barely notice any signs in your way
The heaven has transformed into hell
Just as an obscene torture feels a single miracle
Everybody else seems like an enormous obstacle
No more further steps to get more and more underneath
Even if you tried as hard as did so far
Just as an obscene torture feels a single miracle
Everybody else seems like an enormous obstacle
No more further steps to get more and more underneath
Even if you tried as hard as did so far