give me time to think man

the future's plain to see

alarm bells ringing in my head

smells like conspiracy

everything to easy the curtain is never closed

someone might believe this shit

but I'm not one of those



may be all of us are blind

too many struggles left behind

I don't know why we are bored beyond belief



we came a long way out of nowhere

diggin' the soil

tried to find I don't know what

diggin' the soil

can't remember where we started

somehow it seems we forgot

so we keep on crawling in the dirt

diggin' the soil



we're dancing on the edge and swim against the flood

our heats are waterproof and colder,

colder gets the blood

something feels so unreal doubts eating the will

bloodless, scared, suspicious

but the horse is riding still



may be all of us are blind...