Paroles de Obsessions

This has gone too far from our control We've grown accustomed to your facade Covered in plastic, but lacking a soul You've got some nerve thinking that you can play god Drastic times, they call for drastic measures Playing offense at your own game Can you feel the ground beneath you rupture Time is ticking for your fifteen minutes of fame Since when do we find obsessions To be in our best intentions I never thought I'd see the day Where I would, and I could fall for being fucked A little bit is allowed to stay But it's preparing to self destruct Since when do we find obsessions To be in our best intentions I guess you get what you earn I gave a shit That's what I get in return Since when do we find obsessions To be in our best intentions