Parasite's Lust
Parasite's Lust
Take a taste from the guts that you drift on
Toward the promised no man's land and
Taste the smile from the faces that are far above you and don't pretend to please.
Ring a bell, do the job pray to god and hope
Fight the war for the beast, you're the prey on the rope
Feed the life of parasites, insecurity is all you need for dope.
Never fail to gulp the dreams that you're never meant to reach
All the colours of your future are fading out to bleach
Teach your kids to do the same you live though you're not alive
This is what you're taught to think, you're supposed to call it life
Until you die and finally realise your life is on the run
All you leave behind is only ice cubes in the sun
Wear and tear you wave goodbye to a life of hollow fun
Have no choice but see the truth you'll never be the one.
Make a haste, you're behind, you can make it
With your back to the light till you break it
Free your mind as you're told and behave like a loved one who fails to have a choice.
Fail to think on the brim of your fainting soul
Nail the hands of your failing dreams on the wall
Get the phone call 911, if you're fool enough to think they'll catch your fall.
Never fail to gulp... (the wonder one)
Take a taste from the guts that you firkin drift on
Towards the promised no man's land
And get the phone call 911, if you're fool enough to think they'll catch your fall.
Never fail to gulp...
Take a taste from the guts that you drift on
Toward the promised no man's land and
Taste the smile from the faces that are far above you and don't pretend to please.
Ring a bell, do the job pray to god and hope
Fight the war for the beast, you're the prey on the rope
Feed the life of parasites, insecurity is all you need for dope.
Never fail to gulp the dreams that you're never meant to reach
All the colours of your future are fading out to bleach
Teach your kids to do the same you live though you're not alive
This is what you're taught to think, you're supposed to call it life
Until you die and finally realise your life is on the run
All you leave behind is only ice cubes in the sun
Wear and tear you wave goodbye to a life of hollow fun
Have no choice but see the truth you'll never be the one.
Make a haste, you're behind, you can make it
With your back to the light till you break it
Free your mind as you're told and behave like a loved one who fails to have a choice.
Fail to think on the brim of your fainting soul
Nail the hands of your failing dreams on the wall
Get the phone call 911, if you're fool enough to think they'll catch your fall.
Never fail to gulp... (the wonder one)
Take a taste from the guts that you firkin drift on
Towards the promised no man's land
And get the phone call 911, if you're fool enough to think they'll catch your fall.
Never fail to gulp...
Credits
Writer(s): Gabor Kovacs, Zoltan Varga, Balazs Karpati, Janos Peter, Peter Szuna, Lili Virag, Robert Juhasz, Barna Marthy, David Laszip
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