Текст песни Animus (Alternative Verse) - Cyntrix

What do you do with those
Question marks that stick like stars above your bed
An eruption of tiny numbers seems as though
Gravity can't keep them tucked in

Are you afraid that if
You close your eyes to calculate; to shake the digits from your head
Your thoughts would go static
You'd amount to something less

And in the time those question marks will
Shoot from your ceiling and line your body in their deaths
Do you fear that you're subject to which you comprehend
That if you were to the sync the silence with your breath

You're complexity might simplify
You'd amount to something less

You'd amount to something less

I am who I am
I'm proud to be the man I've grown to be