Negative Sense 歌词

My head is my master It is my enemy My salvation And punishment! You distort my intentions Pretending to be Ok Smiling to the world As you stab me from behind The dreams are beautiful And the way is long It would be the worst defeat if you give up Pure poison I need patience The blade is sensitive just like you And it cuts me through its two sides It is recent and the wounds won’t heal Spots of blood on the skin All the scars will have forms And I will have a morbid comic book in my body The art that exists is illegal here And it is the same of a terror movie The impurity makes a heart sick Manipulated and chained by the laws of survive So much optical illusion So many closed eyes The red of the passion Is the same color of blood And of all pain of the disillusion Why exist the solution of your disturbed mind? Your head isn’t a machine To be controlled by others There is not purity that makes you better Because you don’t help yourself And you live like a sick mind That doesn’t understand the best way of living