Curious

Step into the rhythm Of a head on collision Corrosion leaves scars on the inside Hands are tied Eyes open wide Difficulties that come with time Coloured by beauty The soil the sea Never once did you think This could happen to we Always trying to master the slave Now I look to save the slave in me In memories the pressures are lifted Come again from born in another form Restricted by this strain Marked clearly by an absent stain In desperate times we pay a price Then gasp and scream as they twist the knife This is not a presence unseen It's a future past from machete to machine Opened up to the physical The cracks were there in need of repair But you left them to fend fi themselves Watch chaos ensure as if you never knew Maybe just maybe we should tell you Maybe just maybe we can feel you Maybe just maybe we can save you Maybe just maybe we will kill you Coloured by beauty The soil the sea Never once did you think this could happen to we Always trying to master the slave Now I look to save the slave in me Future plans simply ripped from hand Means we can't compete 'less we dead 'pon we feet With the stroke of a pen Ground beneath we descends Into a never-ending bottomless shift There's a world of something in this Blood a' boil under flesh Mechanism of stress Come like we're still unaware Why the numbers make sense Divide invisible power With the speed of desire Substract the presence of guilt From the riches of pleasure Now you're opened up to the physical The cracks were there in need of repair But you left them to fend fi themselves Watch chaos ensue as if you never knew Maybe just maybe we should tell you Maybe just maybe we can feel you Maybe just maybe we can save you Maybe just maybe we will kill you Coloured by beauty The soil the sea Never once did you think this could happen to we Always trying to master the slave Now I look to save the slave in me