paroles de chanson Relapse (Sycophant) - Inertia

Numbness from complacency
Traded hands with darkness to employ irrationality
Gnashing at the endless walls
Reflective hell
Run circles, never see
Towerous hurdles, never see
Sun is burning, night is cold
Refuge reached, mistakes untold
Unaware of formality
Stretched, turn the wrack wheels
Excuses made to relieve the swelling
Not a word left to understand
Not a word we can comprehend
Not a word, not a sound
Let it be
No, how could this be
All that surrounds me seems so fleeting
The desert before me, a windblown retreat
Once I've forgotten, I'll nurture the seed
Swear to placate deception
I need room to breathe
Wear a mask for the moment, show it off
I need room to breathe
Got to find a new skin
I need room to breathe
Once again I've stretched myself too thin
I need room to breathe