Lletres: Gc5 (The). Never Bet The Devil Your Head. Lies And Prophecies.

I'm feeling so low tonight
I feel like there's no respite
From the boredom in my mind
I think that I'll never see
The things that I need to be
Encompassed by loneliness and time

Cowardice has been the norm
Fail to find perfection of form
In the everyday insignificances
Which are stacked against me
With my lies and prophecies

I feel like a dying dream
Flashed up on the silver screen
Naked for everyone to see
I wanna know what would it be like
To become a stereotype
To become the enemy

Cause when you're standing on top of the world
You watch it all fall away from you