Followers


Allow me now to ruminate
Through things that I can't concentrate on
Hanging in the back to show
I can't dispute the fact that they're gone

With people always telling us
They're looking to propel every dream
Fuck those sycophantic followers
I'll wallow in my own misery

Let's hide in the spotlight
Break out when it's midnight
Blend into the frontline
All drunk on some cheap wine
Find love with the right pills
Get off on these cheap thrills
Our hearts still polluted
With no good solutions

We're all coming down tonight
Making circles in the sky
Nothing more with no replies
Now there's nothing left to hide

Mark this space and take control
Starve each sin and feed your soul
Someday soon you'll dig a hole
You can't get out of...

But now I'm looking to the great beyond
Up past midnight 'til the morning dawns
Still got nothing but I can't go wrong
No I can't go wrong, oh no

Now I'm looking to the great unknown
Can't find meaning from this answerphone
Left with nothing but I can't let go
Well I can't let go, oh no

So where are my dreams?
Did they finally turn and leave?

Did they meet reality?
I'm not quite sure

Where are my dreams?
Did they closed the door on me?

Did they finally turn and leave?
Without a cure

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