Текст песни Above the Ground - Salem

Time flies
It stays up high above the ground
I try to come to terms
With my future tense
I despise conformity
The lies, the clenched fists
I wish that I could feel
A touch of sanity
Lies of concrete
As hard as stone, as cold as steel
Dry bones broken
Help me please, I need to feel
Time flies
It stays up high above the ground
I try to come to terms
With my future tense
They want me to die
The memory of pain I′ve known
Piercing poignant pain
I vow to never that way
I vow to never that again
I despise conformity
The lies, the clenched fists
I wish that I could feel
A touch of sanity