Mood Spiral - Beeside-歌词

Mood Spiral - Beeside

The sound of a thousand voices

Expanses of twisted faces

All of them giving us a dirty look

We could split the few things we stolen

Check how our feet have swollen

Or guess why our backs became so crooked

We're made of a cloth that's shrinking

Driving a car that's sinking

Into the mud of this forgotten land

We'll share our broken senses

Twist all their static glances

And at the end we'll turn our backs on them

Loving is the base one feeding

Cat you the last one needing so we know

We choose we to have to follow

To sweet them vaunt sorrow now we know those

We know

Imagine a ground that's moving

Changing the path we're choosing

Making our little life a goddamn fog

All of a sudden breathless

The people around are now shapeless

They're giving a new name to the things we got

Let us come back together

Swim in the dirt forever

Giving a smile to them

While they're clapping their f**king hands

And we'll keep walking downward spirals

Keep running our speed trials

Into the mud of this forgotten land