Effigy
I don't wanna be trapped in this realm
My curse: a quest for independence
I'm only free cause I can't even see you
Yet alone in my room, I still hear you
I still feel your hurt
But I'm lost to the world
I'm in pain, I am blind, I am blue
And it doesn't seem to matter
It's on me, not on us, it's on you
Or it doesn't seem to matter
My own gloom, my own fault, it's all me
When nothing seems to matter
I don't know but it feels like a dream
When I wake up, will it matter
Will it matter to me
There is no relation, just severed ties of human connection
Rotten and toxic the womb spat us out
Now we toxify, each alone in a crowd
Forever basking in your petty victories
I don't believe in your God of fixed History
I'm not your effigy
We're only moving forward into mystery
My God is Humanity
But you steal. You rob. You hurt
And it doesn't even matter
You beat. And shun. Uproot
And it doesn't even matter
It's the class, it's my kin, it's the color of my skin
It divides, it's my sin, the rot comes from within
And so you steal. You rob. You hurt
And it doesn't even matter
Cause nothing matters to you
I am lost to the world
Lost to the world
But you steal. You rob. You hurt
And it doesn't even matter
You beat. And shun. Uproot
And it doesn't even matter
It's the class, it's my kin, it's the color of my skin
It divides, it's my sin, the rot comes from within
I feel the rage and the panic, we are scared but we're ready
Through the pain, we get better, always there for one another
My curse: a quest for independence
I'm only free cause I can't even see you
Yet alone in my room, I still hear you
I still feel your hurt
But I'm lost to the world
I'm in pain, I am blind, I am blue
And it doesn't seem to matter
It's on me, not on us, it's on you
Or it doesn't seem to matter
My own gloom, my own fault, it's all me
When nothing seems to matter
I don't know but it feels like a dream
When I wake up, will it matter
Will it matter to me
There is no relation, just severed ties of human connection
Rotten and toxic the womb spat us out
Now we toxify, each alone in a crowd
Forever basking in your petty victories
I don't believe in your God of fixed History
I'm not your effigy
We're only moving forward into mystery
My God is Humanity
But you steal. You rob. You hurt
And it doesn't even matter
You beat. And shun. Uproot
And it doesn't even matter
It's the class, it's my kin, it's the color of my skin
It divides, it's my sin, the rot comes from within
And so you steal. You rob. You hurt
And it doesn't even matter
Cause nothing matters to you
I am lost to the world
Lost to the world
But you steal. You rob. You hurt
And it doesn't even matter
You beat. And shun. Uproot
And it doesn't even matter
It's the class, it's my kin, it's the color of my skin
It divides, it's my sin, the rot comes from within
I feel the rage and the panic, we are scared but we're ready
Through the pain, we get better, always there for one another
Credits
Writer(s): Damián Kučera, David Machalický, Jan Kučera, Tomáš Rothschedl
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