Leaves turn inside you

the FUTURE was invented back when you thought you were human now it's only getting better every day that we forget everything is a commercial. we advertise our memories we leave our SHIT© on silver...

I guess i had my chance, i'm told it was my obligation At dusk i held the ground and prayed for morning to come quickly That night i held your hand, together we had bits and pieces On that december...

Save your grace (save your grace) I'm going soon (i'm going soon) Not now I'm on the surface now Nothing will be the same Concentrate on this phrase (concentrate) "beyond this world i live"...