Abandoned

I always thought that truth could win But not in the world where we were spin I know, I know my tears are useless And art like that: "considered toothless" But here I am, and I don't care. My songs were always in a glare And I would like to say again "F**k off you, then" Foundation Motivation Acceleration Observation Reformation Transformation Stagnation Simulation Then frustration Isolation Relaxation Founding another vibration With the some kind of gradation Migration to another location Do you really think that hate fed me? Oh man, you wrong completely! I'm just mirroring to you Damn, I wish I was 22 There are so many things that I should undo Okay, alright, no time to cry This thing was always about a regular type guy Like you and me Oh God, I thought: "What a nice project it would be". But here we are We own some scars On our cursed way to the stars Outsider musicians, From the outsider band Abandoned, banned