These are the days when we celebrate host and parasite
Bold are the words of the cold unfeeling neophyte
I live in a sick world without balance or sense of reality
In a fractured moment we are torn into the fragments
Of a sick world without equilibriumI can't erase the past, I can't erase today
Please take it all away
I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world
Please take it all awayWhy do we live within these season of wither?
Why does the hopelessness take control?
In a fractured moment we are torn into the fragments
Of a sick world without equilibriumI can't erase the past, I can't erase today
Please take it all away
I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world
Please take it all awaySlowly fading we lose control
Slowly decaying, losing allI can't erase the past, I can't erase today
Please take it all away
I can't believe there's nothing more to this senseless world
Please take it all away
Songwriters
Warrel George Baker;Matthew WicklundPublished by
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