كلمات Concealed Machine

Everyone destroys the thing they love but with you I thought I could lay disease to rest stop trying to put love to the test my dreams refuse to be second guessed No life support machine I don't need prozac or blind faith to reconstruct a world that's safe how many moments lost in fear of pain just teardrops falling in the rain I get so sick of the things I feel scratching the surface to get to what's real I wont be part of your sad concealed machine. Your concealed machine.