Lyrics The Bystander Effect - Secular Ghost

The cut-out eye holes in your mask
They're windows into your soul
Painting pictures of your past

I'm not a pessimist
I'm just a realist

I fell for my own honeytrap
I swear I saw it coming
I wish I could take it back

There's no prosperity
I'll never belong here

You play your cards close to your chest
Cause' this is the age of
The 'bystander effect'

I'm not a realist
I'm a surrealist