The spice, okay
I'll be the one to drop the bomb
And look, the day
Has turned upside down like a neck tied to chair
With the lie in mind
Consumed your soul and went straight to the gut, you
Bespokely heading to the hole of your sorrow
See, I, I find
The chest of love is purely missing
And then you see you're not the same
When I am cleansed I see the will of people and their laces
I wake up torn - welcome, the day
You question whether there might be some self-reflection
You hear the gut telling the same
You realise you're weak to see the million faces
You realise you're not the same
You have a fight with it to see the million faces
You realise you're not the same
And now, oh well,
It clicks inside, the guilt from raw
The same, of hate
Deriving from course, it's not true north, stop lying
You see the fate
The tragic losses, you couldn't be happy to save them
Still trying to justify joints with the curse of
This time, I find
The chest of hope is non-existent
Here, now, you see it on the way
When I am dense I see the deal of people and their paces
I wake up alive to meet the day
You wonder whether that could be your imperfection
You feel it coming from the tear
You realise you're weak to see the million faces
You realise you're not the same
You have a fight with it to see the million faces
You realise you're not the same
You realise you dig to see the million faces
You realise you're not the same
You win a fight with it to see the million faces
You realise you're not the same
You're not too weak to comprehend the million faces
You realise you're not the same
You see it changed you, you're so faithful with your days and
You realise you're not the same