Paroles de Undercurrent

The wish as the father of a thought that rather doesn't evenquestion it wonders at its best without shame to suggest youformat or concept now is it a fragrance or is it a stench? thescent that comes along with the greediest of hands as you laughout loud and do not need to hear the façade it crumbles these arelines that you could not erase yours are words easy to deflateand you smell the money but you miss the point let us stir thestagnant water into life as we swim and try not to sink and drownin an ocean of pity I wonder what is shallow I wonder who is wiseall I know is that fear makes you mock all that's true measure byresemblance and murder what is pure we get stuck in betweenremain unseen customized this identity can not be slain these arewords that you cannot erase