Testo di Cellophane Coffin

Your path of life is filled with gold Preoccupied with what you own Success is just a diamond's throw Trapped in cellophane coffins Spent all your time avoiding the blame The packaging is gone only hate that remains A product of trend, a product of pain Choking on your lifestyle I'm set free from this falling Into the pit of the dollar We're set free from this failing Open your mind and open your arms 'cause our wrists are slowly draining Open your arms and open your heart 'cause we're dying in cellophane coffins