Soilwork - Observation Slave - Sözleri

Find a piece of land,

A million demands

And try make

It once again, a piece of land

To make it a plan,

Always trying to be one with the making

Waiting for a statement, how will I know

It wasn't my engagement, the scars just grows

Such a slave and a sucker for observation

Just let it pass, no questions asked

Decide and try to find, a step behind

A shape that will assure you how

The essence is defined,

Don't wanna see yourself in no trouble

It comes to end, with my trust in hand

Please let me stand



With all my perception, I let myself wait

From all the infection that comes in my way

Like a swarm. .



Under pressure, too many times

I can barely fight it back

No intensions, no obsessions

That can change my mind



It comes to an end, with my trust in hand

Please let me stand



With all my perception, I let myself wait

From all the infection that comes in my way



This is my life and I'm still amazed

I should have turned and walked all over

This is my life and I've now prevailed

And reached my goal

This is my time cause it's all erased

This is my time and I'm turning to you

It makes me strive in a conscious way

But not alone. .



Confusing directions were running my state

From all the infection that comes in my way

With all my perception I let myself wait










		
			



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