Whats My Satisfaction – Nothings Carved In Stone
As we decay and deflate and disappear
I can’t hear
It’s biting in to my skin
You look alive, tell me why
We’re like a pig, overweight
Paralysis
Vertigo
I call it Art, do you know
Whatever it’s satisfaction
You never turn around but then I found that you were always here
Finding
Although it was too late
Trying to make a point you raise your voice
but they don’t understand
My friends look upon with blank faces
As we decay and deflate and disappear
I can’t hear
I’m having fun, oh god why?
You see me with detestation
You never turn around but then I found that you were always here
Finding
Although it was too late
Trying to make a point you raise your voice
but they don’t understand
My friends look upon with blank faces
The candle wastes away
The fire slightly wavers
Inside a tiny room
A pretty monster’s showing off
The candle wastes away
The fire slightly wavers
Inside a tiny room
A pretty monster’s showing off
You never turn around but then I found that you were always here
Finding
Although it was too late
Trying to make a point you raise your voice
but they don’t understand
My friends look upon with no love
You never turn around but then I found that you were always here
Finding
Although it was too late
Trying to make a point you raise your voice
but they don’t understand
My friends look upon with blank faces