Mass-Placebo
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โฑ๏ธ 5:11 duration
๐ ID: 19363221
๐ Lyrics
So here's another senseless story
Without exit or hope and without any glory
Come along and I will pull you down
To the center of redemption or the toxic crown
Tell me what you are waiting for and tell me what you are crying for
This is - where we are from, this is - where we belong
There are things you might ignore and there are things you might explore
Entering the welkin' dying puppet throne
You keep on asking, you keep on yearning for more
You keep on talking and there are things for you to score
You get another chance, within your stupid trance
Surrounding is the interface, searching for some outer grace
The toxic command, the inner remnant
There is nothing left for you to self-refrain
Come on take it to another end - the freedom of our blend
Come on take it somehow higher now - and you will understand
It's an illusion of a dying plan - the failure to expand
Cause you keep on trembling - the way you'll find an end
The mass-placebo
Use your senses, rely on expenses
Pattern chain moving and arpeggio grooving
Killing joke or silent moving
Infinity, reality, what are they doing?
It's a newly spinning universe, the center of some blind remorse
Will the future plead for love/hate as seed
World's a hateful spinning course, just try to find your war-resource
Down on your knees - a fictive bet you'll need
Without exit or hope and without any glory
Come along and I will pull you down
To the center of redemption or the toxic crown
Tell me what you are waiting for and tell me what you are crying for
This is - where we are from, this is - where we belong
There are things you might ignore and there are things you might explore
Entering the welkin' dying puppet throne
You keep on asking, you keep on yearning for more
You keep on talking and there are things for you to score
You get another chance, within your stupid trance
Surrounding is the interface, searching for some outer grace
The toxic command, the inner remnant
There is nothing left for you to self-refrain
Come on take it to another end - the freedom of our blend
Come on take it somehow higher now - and you will understand
It's an illusion of a dying plan - the failure to expand
Cause you keep on trembling - the way you'll find an end
The mass-placebo
Use your senses, rely on expenses
Pattern chain moving and arpeggio grooving
Killing joke or silent moving
Infinity, reality, what are they doing?
It's a newly spinning universe, the center of some blind remorse
Will the future plead for love/hate as seed
World's a hateful spinning course, just try to find your war-resource
Down on your knees - a fictive bet you'll need
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:10.60] So here's another senseless story
[01:12.56] Without exit or hope and without any glory
[01:15.44] Come along and I will pull you down
[01:18.32] To the center of redemption or the toxic crown
[01:21.43] Tell me what you are waiting for and tell me what you are crying for
[01:24.36] This is - where we are from, this is - where we belong
[01:27.05] There are things you might ignore and there are things you might explore
[01:29.95] Entering the welkin' dying puppet throne
[01:33.20] You keep on asking, you keep on yearning for more
[01:38.96] You keep on talking and there are things for you to score
[01:44.80] You get another chance, within your stupid trance
[02:00.49] Surrounding is the interface, searching for some outer grace
[02:01.66] The toxic command, the inner remnant
[02:02.58] There is nothing left for you to self-refrain
[02:03.97] Come on take it to another end - the freedom of our blend
[02:04.82] Come on take it somehow higher now - and you will understand
[02:05.82] It's an illusion of a dying plan - the failure to expand
[02:13.77] Cause you keep on trembling - the way you'll find an end
[02:19.96] The mass-placebo
[02:44.54] Use your senses, rely on expenses
[02:45.76] Pattern chain moving and arpeggio grooving
[02:48.91] Killing joke or silent moving
[02:51.56] Infinity, reality, what are they doing?
[02:54.78] It's a newly spinning universe, the center of some blind remorse
[02:57.66] Will the future plead for love/hate as seed
[03:00.25] World's a hateful spinning course, just try to find your war-resource
[03:03.13] Down on your knees - a fictive bet you'll need
[03:06.14]
[01:12.56] Without exit or hope and without any glory
[01:15.44] Come along and I will pull you down
[01:18.32] To the center of redemption or the toxic crown
[01:21.43] Tell me what you are waiting for and tell me what you are crying for
[01:24.36] This is - where we are from, this is - where we belong
[01:27.05] There are things you might ignore and there are things you might explore
[01:29.95] Entering the welkin' dying puppet throne
[01:33.20] You keep on asking, you keep on yearning for more
[01:38.96] You keep on talking and there are things for you to score
[01:44.80] You get another chance, within your stupid trance
[02:00.49] Surrounding is the interface, searching for some outer grace
[02:01.66] The toxic command, the inner remnant
[02:02.58] There is nothing left for you to self-refrain
[02:03.97] Come on take it to another end - the freedom of our blend
[02:04.82] Come on take it somehow higher now - and you will understand
[02:05.82] It's an illusion of a dying plan - the failure to expand
[02:13.77] Cause you keep on trembling - the way you'll find an end
[02:19.96] The mass-placebo
[02:44.54] Use your senses, rely on expenses
[02:45.76] Pattern chain moving and arpeggio grooving
[02:48.91] Killing joke or silent moving
[02:51.56] Infinity, reality, what are they doing?
[02:54.78] It's a newly spinning universe, the center of some blind remorse
[02:57.66] Will the future plead for love/hate as seed
[03:00.25] World's a hateful spinning course, just try to find your war-resource
[03:03.13] Down on your knees - a fictive bet you'll need
[03:06.14]