1518-Fever The Ghost

It's just the size it's just the same Sense the peace the class the fame the rules The conscious mind will always change To integrate the cooks and staying sweet blue You want the obvious it's you it's yours Take what you want no less no more Leave it here at your front door Keep it all to you Cause who wants the truth There is no truth With the sinking sun What's done is done So break the night Defeat disaster On the run with my silver gun Aim forever after Yes you hold the key But yours just won't fit me Who wants to play the game The truth to know that life is strange so few Back away avert your gaze Soothing touch simply waste the moon Keep your mind lose your head Without your brain they'd call you dead Through corridors with pumping veins Life goes on through the pain Last to bed first to rise Not to earth but to the skies Close your eyes close your eyes No one's here just face demise