Collapased
In this dome of chaos
They are screaming
They want to set fire
They want to dominate
They just want to opress
They just wanna take over you
Wrapped in this dome
I'm not a puppet, I won't surrender to the mass
I, the observer
My peripheral gaze and wide angle
The concrete walls are melting
My feet in the mud I know I can walk
My eardrums have suffered cracks
I cannot listen to this misery
My body has learned from all the pain
And now I know just how to feel it
Nature's fury is unforgiving
But the city stands tall in this violent tide
Get to now the stages, try to name the scenes
When everything collapses, you'll know just what to do
Shock of reality, not probability
Give yourself a name, you'll play the game again
You know just what to do, roll the dice to lose
Winning or losing, the odds all are the same
The odds all are the fucking same
Give yourself a name
You can play it
You can win the game
Play the game
You can do it
I, the observer
My peripheral gaze and wide angle
The concrete walls are melting
My feet in the mud I know I can walk
My eardrums have suffered cracks
I cannot listen to this misery
My body has learned from all the pain
And now I know just how to feel it
They are screaming
They want to set fire
They want to dominate
They just want to opress
They just wanna take over you
Wrapped in this dome
I'm not a puppet, I won't surrender to the mass
I, the observer
My peripheral gaze and wide angle
The concrete walls are melting
My feet in the mud I know I can walk
My eardrums have suffered cracks
I cannot listen to this misery
My body has learned from all the pain
And now I know just how to feel it
Nature's fury is unforgiving
But the city stands tall in this violent tide
Get to now the stages, try to name the scenes
When everything collapses, you'll know just what to do
Shock of reality, not probability
Give yourself a name, you'll play the game again
You know just what to do, roll the dice to lose
Winning or losing, the odds all are the same
The odds all are the fucking same
Give yourself a name
You can play it
You can win the game
Play the game
You can do it
I, the observer
My peripheral gaze and wide angle
The concrete walls are melting
My feet in the mud I know I can walk
My eardrums have suffered cracks
I cannot listen to this misery
My body has learned from all the pain
And now I know just how to feel it
Credits
Writer(s): Vincent Emerald
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