Surf's Up

(альбом: High Visceral {Part One} - 2016)

Dream, man machined
I'm the vision of hostility
I'm the bread crumbs you trail in a world you once belonged
Safe, in the thought
You choose love as if you have been taught
To stray from your heart is an idea you wish wasn't wrong

And so began
The tale of a man
Who was mad in his brain
And he longed for a dream where he was sane
And everyone else
Was somebody else

Visions of lust
Visions of lust
I'm caught in complete disarray
Visions of lust
Visions of lust
I'm caught in complete disarray

And so began
The tale of a man
Who was mad in his brain
And he longed for a dream where he was sane
And everyone else
Was somebody else