Testo Trails Of Senselessness

You are psycho out of your mind

Your brain is floating off the ground

You keep on searching all the time

Words are falling from the line


Your face again of million shapes is saying

Go see and turn the lights that cross my feelings

Above your head millions of years are saying

Come on again and cross the winds of dreaming



We ve been broken all of our lives

Riding oceans through the walls
Our brains are fated from the start

To search the trails of senselessness



Your face again of million shapes is saying

Go see and turn the lights that cross my feelings

Above your head millions of years are saying

Come on again and cross the winds of dreaming



Until we are gone

Until we are gone

Until we are gone

Until we are gone