Spex - Too much blood in the cake (Love pt. IX)
Feeling like every feeling comes running Like you're fleeing from something Can't find no meaning in nothing, all reason seems lost and Your whole world just reeks disappointment.. But you ain't leaving with greed in your one hand And a token of lost love gripped in the other 'Cause your king of your domain, at least what you're hoping So peel off your old skin and start filling your pockets With thoughts from past lifes and guilt 'wards your old "friends" Watch progress gets seased in the project, a bleeding conscious Bleeding since combat, a constant victim of meaningless contact And once gone, things seems eager to come back.. And ruin the day, till romours of play Gives you that thousand-mile-stare kind of look on your face Blame it on yet another rookie mistake And realise life's just another book in the case Crumbled of age
And we keep run in the maze, stunned and amazed How we, no matter what, always seem stuck in this place Life is just another fucking disgrace That always stacks too much blood in the cake Oh, how lucky is grace
I long for the day when love isn't games Played to the theme music of hunger and pain
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