Album: An Army of Shapes Between Wars
Take the needle out, enjoy the drip
Fill your head with lies, from your fingertips
And you can't swallow all your problems, they float, float up to hunt you
It's time for you to choose your conscience or the chemicals
Caught in a dream disguise; happiness is real
A snake, the knife, the candle, hold what's close to us
A cave, that box, a tunnel, is our trust a must?
Our irrational manifestations, please decode the dosage
Do we dream to solve the puzzle or dream to make them up?
Be careful what you wish for