Late at night
Time stood still
Since you crushed
The crystal ball in the fight
Long days without content
Are my favorites
But still so pointless
What's really wrong with my tribe
No opinions are needed
We are still so sure
One more eternal ocean ahead of us
All we ever believed
Is now safely conserved
Would someone carry me to my grave
Spit out the sorrow from your soul
And carry on
I could surely play the victim if I wanted
Without my mirror, I feel like nobody
What's really wrong with my tribe
No opinions are needed
We are still so sure
One more eternal ocean ahead of us
All we ever believed
Is now safely conserved