From The Inside

Letra: FULL


I would like to know what you are now thinking
About foolish dogs
Which hate to be controlled for nothing

I would like to know what you are now thinking
Are these contradictions being justified
This weak sense of justice
Sweeps me off my feet

All the fires that never blaze out
I don't notice
And words stick in my throat

I barely stagger to my feet
Don't steal a glance at me
The fast is burdensome
Don't laugh at me
Don't make a fool of me

The weak curse their haziness
They can't warn those
Other who hate to hear
The words of those in pain