Lyrics
What is wrong and what is right, we re all playing the same game
Should we drift apart, should we drift apart Day, as with a broken spine
just one simple choice to make
To numb the pain, fed with desperation and, should we drift apart
a death trip to infinity or a journey back home
Just one simple choice to make, iron tubes to swallow, just one simple choice to make
Or swim against the tide, of sadness and sorrow
Iron tubes to swallow, to keep us calm
We don t know what we get, iron tubes to swallow
As with a broken spine, we re all suffering the same hell
Motionless on the ground, should we drift apart, iron tubes to swallow
should we drift apart
A death trip to infinity or a journey back home, an artificial coma false truth real lies
just in different levels
should we drift apart
Stories lie hidden in the sands of time, we don t know what we want
We re all suffering the same hell, just with different devils Levels, what is wrong and what is right
Of sadness and sorrow, or swim against the tide
Fed with desperation and, unreal stories implanted to our minds
we don t know what we get
we don t know what we want
just with different devils
Of sadness and sorrow, two pills on the table
Or swim against the tide, or swim against the tide
just with different devils
What is wrong and what is right, we re all suffering the same hell
Small gearwheels in a big machine, free fall in slow motion maybe Given, narcotics running through our veins
should we drift apart
We re all suffering the same hell, just in different levels, we re all suffering the same hell
Just one simple choice to make, what is wrong and what is right Day, free fall in slow motion maybe