Such importance in the way that you move
Don't really care if that affects in your mood
Disguise yourself fine, coward
And act surprised
If now you know what is living behind my eyes
Forged to visions slated
Impersonation of yourself
Faking mood equals
Laid for desecration of your pain
After the thunder when you came back home
Filled up with violence
Your innocence was gone
Praise the chaos, to be one of a kind
When your eyes know what it's
Living in dystopia
Forced remission
Forced into fiction
Laid for the desertion of the flame
Same hell
After all, the lies were real
Impersonation of ourselves
Sell your image equals
Laid for desecration of the flame
After the thunder when you came back home
Filled up with violence
Your innocence was gone
Praise the chaos to be one of a kind
When your eyes know what it's
Living in dystopia
So what the fuck are you smiling about?
What the fuck are you smiling about?
