Epicurists

Theres a moment when you're still in the dark Small explosions fire out from your heart Just feels so unreal When the nerves and the doubts disappear When your head is clear from all fears Just feels so unreal In search of simple pleasures We breath, we bleed and breed We know we are animals Believe in what we need Lengths of time we leave to Forget things, and move They know what their doing They've built the maps and everything They'll take their part We'll take our part Then when we're angry We'll take it all back They'll take their part We'll take our part Then when we're angry We'll take it all back In the darkness when your mad by yourself No illusions just your mind and your health Still feels so unreal When the words said play around in your head When your conscience takes away every breath Still feels so unreal