Simulation
In someone else's shoes I feel the words I use
These shoes lead me astray
I won't change until I wake

Split by colors
We can do nothing
Held under the rug that burns
We can do nothing
We can do nothing
Still I think I can make it
The people turn around, obtusive sound
Still I think I can make it
Though I can do nothing
Still I think I can make it
Though I can do nothing

Underneath someone else's hat I fall in line, I know how to act
But I'm always asleep, oh me
In my bed sunk deep, oh me

Splitting colors
Nothing can happen
Nothing can happen
Walk on others
Nothing can happen
No one will happen!
Richly spread that nothing will happen
No one will happen!

2007 Piemerica-Incorperated-EternallyWritten by Emperor MAR & Catastrosphere
April 25, 2007
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