Тексты песен «Kinesis»

Cross your fingers and hope for the best Worship yourself, ignore the rest Represent the way things really are Drug addiction and crime aren't that far Celebrity is all you believe Hyped-up visions of all you crave...

A life a dream the pain a scream I awoke to my desires Young white male let out your rage Throw your heat onto the fire The flesh will be stuffed into the dress Even if it doesn't fit Obsess ourselves with matchstick...

(I believe your gonner be blessed) Senses go cold, Bright eyes fade Blame the hunter with the double edge blade, There will be no undying memory, But the memory of futility. Kiss your, kiss your, bloodstained lips,...

At least i pretend i can change The solidarity of shame At least i pretend i can change Amid your four walls of stubborn grey Swapping handshakes for bullets Paint the town, paint the town red With the blood of the...

Thoughts of sex and fashion This is our emotion TV, work and drinking Ill, then dying, then dead This is our emotion Conveyor Belt Destruction Keep your gold and Hollywood It's the mirrors distortion TV, work and...

Symbolic wreck, a crucifix I've opened up to something new I'm born again, but it's so stale A lovely scenic view Just another empty threat A hoax gone wrong, your mind still bleeds You are the victim, and the disease...

Symbolic wreck, a crucifix I've opened up to something new I'm born again, but it's so stale A lovely scenic view Just another empty threat A hoax gone wrong, your mind still bleeds You are the victim, and the disease...

To look and see no life Mind dead nothing remains But the tick of a hearts And the pressure gradient Forever reeling from that empty look you gave It was never meant to end this way To look and see no life Dignity...

Live by the magazine Flash photos, ever clean Stand back this a movie scene Another empty magazine Shoot down all that might have been Hospitalised - so serene Glamour beckons the obscene Look through the one way...

Live By The Magazine Flash Photos, Ever Clean Stand Back This Is A Movie Scene Another Empty Magazine Shoot Down All That Might Have Been Hospitalised - So Serene Glamour Beckons The Obscene *Chorus * Look Through The...

I don't want to get high to be free, or hold my baby tight I'd hate to love like you love to dance Hold on to the beat, the worthless beat, endlessly And if this is love then what is hate? This dead end feels so natural...