paroles de chanson Fear in Motion - :Wumpscut:
There
is
no
time
I
feel
it
leaking
Seeking
I′m
seething
with
confusion
I'm
sliding
through
your
mind
And
you,
you
try
to
comprehend
Nothing
The
mind
cage
of
an
animal
You
swear
you
saw
it
And
what
did
you
really
see?
What
was
it?
What
of
it?
I′m
looking
through
the
dark
His
red
fingers
flutter
by
His
air
pushes
past
over
the
valleys
I
hold
What
was
it?
What
of
it?
He
sits
in
static
Genetically
still
The
sound
finds
its
way
in
Grabs
him
by
his
ears
Dragging
and
screaming
through
olive
glass
What
was
it?
What
of
it?
I'm
looking
through
the
dark
His
red
fingers
flutter
by
His
air
pushes
past
over
the
valleys
I
hold
Seeing
in
circles
Trace
in
tracers
Wheel
and
angles
Angles
within
wheels
Seeing
in
circles
Trace
in
tracers
Wheel
and
angles
Angles
within
wheels
I
found
no
peace
in
solitude
I
found
no
chaos
in
catastrophe
I
found
no
peace
in
solitude
I
found
no
chaos
in
catastrophe
It's
only
their
words
they
speak
So
speak
with
your
own
With
your
own
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