Fomo

The decay of mankind is a curse that's created by man
In the first fucking place
As the man built machines
Made to create an alternative reality to be enslaved
As we pour the wine, we cannot deny
We all built a universe surrounding us
So we don't have to stare at ourselves
Answer, the calling
I'd rather lose my grip and fail, I feel alive again
But it's all beyond my control
As it seems just like I'm giving in
Know I'll never end
Power was created with no human being by its side
So it knows no mercy
I'm sick to the bone of these old fashioned tricks
When will my body turn to a grave?
Everyday's like a struggle (a struggle)
A struggle to find your own place in this hole
As I take off my mask (mask), let the horror begin
Answer, the calling
I'd rather lose my grip and fail, I feel alive again
But it's all beyond my control
As it seems just like I'm giving in
Know I'll never end
Remember that I'll never end
I'd rather lose my grip and fail, I feel alive again
But it's all beyond my control
As it seems just like I'm giving in
Know I'll never end



Credits
Writer(s): Andrea Fusini, Giovanni Santolla, Christopher Volpi, Alessandro Pizzi, Marco Pochettino
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