Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
Clean, perfect lines
Cutting up the skies
A triumph of the intellect
And nothing seen in nature

Leave earth behind
Crying to mankind
“Why have you forsaken me?
For convenience and comfort?
When the world had gave you all you needed to live”

Accept every word
For a better life
Make me free, so civilized
Caress me, strike me blind
May be true love, but she don’t reunite (?)

This steal and glass
Is beginning to decay
I will never lie
As we with paranoia
Are the weeds that truth will live from me

So as we wait
For a better life
Make me free and so civilized
Caress me, strike me blind
May be true love, but she don’t reunite (?)

Seduce me of a better life
Make me free and so civilized
Caress me, strike me blind
It may be true love, but she don’t reunite (?)

Our crack is a nightmare
The sweet smells is everywhere
Another newborn baby cries
At the sight of most staring eyes
Someone soon’ll be done away
By the night sweets of decay
Every street corner is a felony
Dark alleys are accessories
What did you expect from this? (x3)
What did you expect?
Clean, perfect lines   Cutting up the skies   A triumph of the intellect   And nothing seen in nature      Leave earth behind   Crying to mankind   “Why have you forsaken me?   For convenience and comfort?   When the world had gave you all you needed to live”      Accept every word   For a better life   Make me free, so civilized   Caress me, strike me blind   May be true love, but she don’t reunite (?)      This steal and glass   Is beginning to decay   I will never lie   As we with paranoia    Are the weeds that truth will live from me      So as we wait   For a better life   Make me free and so civilized   Caress me, strike me blind   May be true love, but she don’t reunite (?)      Seduce me of a better life   Make me free and so civilized   Caress me, strike me blind   It may be true love, but she don’t reunite (?)      Our crack is a nightmare   The sweet smells is everywhere   Another newborn baby cries   At the sight of most staring eyes   Someone soon’ll be done away   By the night sweets of decay   Every street corner is a felony   Dark alleys are accessories   What did you expect from this? (x3)   What did you expect?