Silent Regimes

Posh ignorant stupidity
Ten seconds after dinner talk
A shouting tranquility

Monotonously swaying branches
My fainted empty face
Excoriations in our mansions

Oh, you can't see our dreams
Silent regimes
Oh, sycamore
Oh, sycamore

Oh, you can't see our dreams
Silent regimes
Oh, sycamore
Oh, sycamore

Posh ignorant stupidity
Ten seconds after dinner talk
A shouting tranquility

Talking mouths with no words
I feel the leather's heat
Draw the curtains as the world burns

Oh, you can't see our dreams
Silent regimes
Oh, sycamore
Oh, sycamore

Oh, you can't see our dreams
Silent regimes
Oh, sycamore
Oh, sycamore



Credits
Writer(s): Gregor Russell Workman, Tobias Hasz-singh Bryld, Sylvester Struckmann Pedersen, Vitus Moerch, Jonathan Birk Moerch
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