: A block so thick, taller than our vision. We're pushing against a formal version of time. Born dead but came alive,escaping time left behind. A
: Some of them keep their suits on. Cellphones to keep the block up, Completely intercepting our time, Sitting in lawn chairs with greed in our backpacks
: No we can't let them hold us back!
: Goddamn beat heard around the world is a goddamn lie a goddamn lie. A seed so small grew into a tree so fuck huge so fuck huge. Seed so small grew
: How did we end up in this position? In a world decayed by corruption? How did generations let them decide? They call it progress, we call it mistakes
: A girl walks down. A boy walks out. What does she say? What does he shout? You can't take it all with a grain of salt. All these things just don't
: Hey Jones, I'm here I want to go down Cassette in hand Makes walking great I ride on my bike to you It's the fun place to be, yeah Freddy Mercury
: Stay delusional. Become numb. Endless compromise - become bones, not eating right, losing body tone. Built muscle mass, resistance training -
: One hundred years of progress, one hundred years backwards. People pushing blindly, pushing over all of us. Forever teen, they want us buried. Wanting
: Consuming feelings gains power through death. Take love stunt by ways of progress. So many years we stop looking back. Consuming families gains
: Pigs wear pink and bathe in mud, surviving most conditions created by the humans. Pigs wear blue and bath in blood, surviving most conditions created
: For the liars, the killers, the ones who make us grind: They only destroy, never think twice, forcing new life. I swear I'll take this to my grave.
: Keep it up. We quit! Your one step closer to ending everything you built and every recreation.
: You will regret it once this is done. You will regret it once your time is done. You will regret it when drops the bombs. You will regret it when
: Made of gold, made a symbol by the cross around your neck. Let it rest near your heart. The darkness ties beneath. Can you tell your life from
: Inside we've got hearts beating blood into our hands. With our hands we make force in whatever way we can. Inside we've got hearts beating life into
Some of them keep their suits on. Cellphones to keep the block up, Completely intercepting our time, Sitting in lawn chairs with greed in our backpacks
Hey Jones, I'm here I want to go down Cassette in hand Makes walking great I ride on my bike to you It's the fun place to be, yeah Freddy Mercury is
