Becoming Blind Error
It’s Because the sun is shining
and there’s not a cloud in the sky
My grass is green
But when I look to the other side
I see vampire laughter
and liquorice rain
Whose to decide
which side is Sane?
As we’re drowning in the music
Because the bass is too loud
Our words are so strong
We don’t know what they’re all about
Back then life was meaningless
But now we have found
All the answers that we used to ask
Swallowed by the sound.
It’s Because we’re carrying on tradition
Because that’s the way it’s done
And when they will not listen
We fake a smile and nod along
It doesn't matter if our skin burns
Because all the Angels lie
We blindly follow rules and roads
Without questioning Why.
As we’re stretching out fake smiles
Because we want to be happy
As though our happiness would be enough
To prove we are sorry
For our mistakes inked across history books
They've now Become stories.
We cover them up with silent dust
and look the other way – gladly.
and there’s not a cloud in the sky
My grass is green
But when I look to the other side
I see vampire laughter
and liquorice rain
Whose to decide
which side is Sane?
As we’re drowning in the music
Because the bass is too loud
Our words are so strong
We don’t know what they’re all about
Back then life was meaningless
But now we have found
All the answers that we used to ask
Swallowed by the sound.
It’s Because we’re carrying on tradition
Because that’s the way it’s done
And when they will not listen
We fake a smile and nod along
It doesn't matter if our skin burns
Because all the Angels lie
We blindly follow rules and roads
Without questioning Why.
As we’re stretching out fake smiles
Because we want to be happy
As though our happiness would be enough
To prove we are sorry
For our mistakes inked across history books
They've now Become stories.
We cover them up with silent dust
and look the other way – gladly.