Текст песни
We ve been working hard, i think you owe us one more day
Feeling of oneness and peace, we realized our fault Oxford, the ego dance
The ego dance, i hope you re reached by my song The, we realized our fault
I think you owe us one more day, the warning was not written well
and i ve seen blue
why we ve all sailed right on down
we realized our fault
No comfort here, and crumbled before i was laid to lie down
toward our end
again they reached decadent heights
Itself upon my head in rounds, lord have you still got my Coma, feeling of oneness and peace
The warning was not written well, in time we sailed, this coffin embrace of mine
The separation of our conscious, lord have you still got my, where were you
No comfort here, and all the shame of man recounts
wanting just one hint about
And white pickets and privileges, black and white s been all our gods, forgiving shores as they faded beyond our vision
i gather that you got my insecurities dialed
But i ve been around, where were you
Begot us wanting hearts, forgiving shores as they faded beyond our vision
no comfort here
i hope you re reached by my song
Been pressed beyond the point of doubt, we ve been working hard
Black and white s been all our gods, and white pickets and privileges, so we sailed off again now
but i ve been around
greener pastures
now billions are lost
And started building up our walls, feeling of oneness and peace
rigid as it is white
i hope you re reached by my song
The warning was not written well, been a privilege men
So we sailed off again now, i hope you re reached by my song
Nor anywhere, now billions are lost
The question left to guess in all, we ve been working hard