Linea 77 Grotesque
Compensation: a self-induced coma
Repetition of an error camouflaged with love
the end is a ship that never wants to leave the quay...
Grotesque!
When soul reclaims new drugs to blind the risk to find
yourself
the end is a ship that never wants to leave the quay...
It starts again the game for fools!
Doesn't it look grotesque we have nothing to say?
So was I your compensation?
In the end: your soul's reclaim new drugs
Hesitation: so realy don't you think
it's just a little spark seeking to rebirth as a flame
the end is a ship that never wants to leave the quay...
Grotesque!
When siren's song bewitched my ears I let you fool my
mind
the end is a ship that never wants to leave the quay...
