San Francesca – Monolith

All the lies, all the strings, all the blindfolds
Every kind I ever cheated, another felon’s exposed
Empty bottles out of gas in a dead field
Discarded products and the brands spreaded newspaper ink

Feels like a thousand ideas all fighting for space
We call the thousands events that brought you to this place
And you’ll know it all , wanna do the job
And all we are, wanna do the job
And all we are

I feel the moment shining down all over me
I feel the moment and the way it was supposed to be
I feel the moment all around so close to me
I’m not afraid anymore


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