Vision Of Disorder - Excess - Sözleri

Something's stuck inside my head

You know I never really heard of a thing called time

Cause excess has made me reckless

I don't give a fuck about your dawn cause

yeah

Some day I will lay here as your children play

Cause you can't hide

Above my head, I hear your feet above my head

From the side

That left you high

Moderation; what a notion

A waste of time in the face of indulgence

Sometimes these chains they do claim

Excess is always best

I'll stick it in your vein

Gripping, tearing

But something's got me coming back for more

Pulling at the walls of that vanity

Melting, pounding

Scratching out the path beneath your feet

Change inside you

Consist, constrict

Bleeding, crawling

This lane.

But something's got me going down this land

Cause of this excess

I've been left in a state of deliriumFade away



														   

														   











		
			



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