Lyrics

What?s wrong
If I?m feeling better
with some shit inside
it?s just fear of pain
I scratched my name into a wall of noise
Drawn a star and now I stare

One more
Time they got no answers
Running to,
My soul
Always wrong it?s sweating
Hidden down and decorated like a gift
so I start to sail

The river through fields of gift-shops

Oh, I?m lost
Once I was my friend
A little paranoid, not part of the lie
I?m feeding.
Maybe It takes nowhere
But I better start to sail

The river through fields of gift-shops

Fear of pain