My legs and arms bound, I roll on my back
Stare up at the light in the endless spiral
Like a grain of clean sand on a polluted beach
A paltry cry amidst a thunderstorm
Below the earth is alive with the spaghetti of power
Although today it seems to be strangling the core itself
And the shadow of a million concrete tombstones
Casts a chill worse than death upon my heart
On opening the packaged can of freedom
Anxiously await the high the advert preached
Disappointed I gulp down my chemical refreshment
And throw the empty lie on the mile high tip
And every cold face I meet knows it's gone too far
But we're long since past the point of no return
Hurtling to the depths of hell goes the garden of Eden
Too laden with sweet profit to keep itself afloat
Deviated Instinct - Despair Lyrics
Deviated Instinct - Despair Lyrics
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My legs and arms bound, I roll on my back
Stare up at the light in the endless spiral
Like a grain of clean sand on a polluted beach
A paltry cry amidst a thunderstorm
Below the earth is alive with the spaghetti of power
Although today it seems to be strangling the core itself
And the shadow of a million concrete tombstones
Casts a chill worse than death upon my heart
On opening the packaged can of freedom
Anxiously await the high the advert preached
Disappointed I gulp down my chemical refreshment
And throw the empty lie on the mile high tip
And every cold face I meet knows it's gone too far
But we're long since past the point of no return
Hurtling to the depths of hell goes the garden of Eden
Too laden with sweet profit to keep itself afloat
Stare up at the light in the endless spiral
Like a grain of clean sand on a polluted beach
A paltry cry amidst a thunderstorm
Below the earth is alive with the spaghetti of power
Although today it seems to be strangling the core itself
And the shadow of a million concrete tombstones
Casts a chill worse than death upon my heart
On opening the packaged can of freedom
Anxiously await the high the advert preached
Disappointed I gulp down my chemical refreshment
And throw the empty lie on the mile high tip
And every cold face I meet knows it's gone too far
But we're long since past the point of no return
Hurtling to the depths of hell goes the garden of Eden
Too laden with sweet profit to keep itself afloat
Writer: ROBERT JOHN MIDDLETON, STEVEN RICHARD HARVEY
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © TUNECORE INC, TuneCore Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Performed By: Deviated Instinct
Language: English
Written by: ROBERT JOHN MIDDLETON, STEVEN RICHARD HARVEY