Of Machines Weaving The Values
Everyone clears from the room but I seem to maintain posture
Is this a street sign ahead of me or a road to show the way
Cause I've learned to live with failure
And It painted such picture that I cannot speak at all
That I cannot speak at all
And may you find someone who compels you
And with these hands I can not repel you
This is such an amazing sight to see you again
That white picked face yeah I've seen what lies ached
I know what is kept at day
May find someone who comples you comples you
How can I (how can I)
How can I (how can I)
How can I find what's inside you
How can I (nothing will ever change)
How can I (how can I)
How can I find what's inside you
How can I (how can I find what's inside)
How can I (how can I find what's inside)
How can I find what's inside you find what's inside you
Tonight oh god
