HRVRD
Futurist
Progessive thoughts in our carsIn our futures, unlimited spaceWhy not draw a tiny box?It is our coffin, a skeletons reprieveAttempting to regenerate a history we denigrateThese are things, all the things, all the things we doWith you, with youWe have been in the dark for too longWe don't see the broken part is our heartAll that we have learned, all that we are holdingIs all burned up, it's all burnedAll that we have loved, all that we have brokenIn other words, other words, we doWe have been in the dark for too longWe don't see the broken part is our heartYour missing part, your missing heartDress me in the clothes of tomorrowDress me up, dress me up, dress me upWe have been in the dark for too longWe don't see the broken part is our heartAll the seeds that growAre the ones you sowed
From Letras Mania