Beat down, stuck in empty silence, tall, unfiltered through you
Cut here, occupied and wasted the beauty of intimacy
Did we find solution, did we fight our goals
Couldn't see we failed revolution
Aimed at ourselves in four sad songs
And I can't share, guess they passed it on tonight
Beat here - take our turns while we force it
Tall, unfiltered through you, calm down
We're disurbed and helpless, like we´re meant to be afraid
Couldn't find our way back in, didn't feel always quite home
Paralyzed and off we are, let's go back...restart