paroles de chanson Square Eyes - Rogue Half

Try to look away.

Buy me.
Sell me.
Vote for me, because you're all slaves.

Finally giving us back reality.
The means to find the meaning of life and capitalising on misery.
I can feel the skulls beneath my feet break.
Finding me the base of a creed that's fucking fake.

Why be alone when I can see,
The only things that matter to me, matter materially.
Will I ever get out of this purgatory space?
Am I chained? Am I free?

Drawn into the vacuum.
Square eyes are the least on my mind.
Everything here is so damn nice.
I'm so glad I'm not blind.

All eyes on me.
All eyes on me.