Gossip
The past alive
I look out of the window
I see a million faces
Staring at me
As if I stole their places
So I´m turning away from
This useless competition
Cause this all seems like
An endless repetition
I see a million faces
Staring at me
As if I stole their places
So I´m turning away from
This useless competition
Cause this all seems like
An endless repetition
So I multiply the flies inside
Then I do apply the lies to the light
Still they´re bothering me
For the things I haven´t done
Guns pointing at me
For the feelings so long gone
Can´t stop staring talking
This gossip in my ears
No this is not me
This can´t be my own tears
So I multiply the flies inside
Then I do apply the lies to the light
Not even analyze this sight
This is how I do survive this hight
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