Who’s to blame when no one feels the shame?
What’s the game when no one feels the pain?
Where does everybody go when no one knows?
Where to hide the face when you fall in disgrace?
Matrices rough and hard
Lie on the floor
As you soar at contact
By the open door
Pushed forward by the hand
Of the undecided.
Who’s to blame when no one feels the shame?
What’s the game when no one feels the pain?
Where does everybody go when no one knows?
Where to hide the face when you fall in disgrace?
Clouds makes you fly soft
Winding your hair to the stars
A sudden turn in the sun
And you burn your eyes
And loose sight of it all
Wondering about all lies.
Who’s to blame when no one feels the shame?
What’s the game when no one feels the pain?
Where does everybody go when no one knows?
Where to hide the face when you fall in disgrace?
Your landing is hard
You still not in yourself
All your feathers ripped apart
Rotten clothes for warmth
Of body and soul.
Who’s to blame when no one feels the shame?
What’s the game when no one feels the pain?
Where does everybody go when no one knows?
Where to hide the face when you fall in disgrace?
As the dream come to an end
And the nightmare begins
You awake in a sudden move
And realise you were never alive!...
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The fault, acts or failures, do not bring shame when what counts is the ambition, the power costs. Shame? No. Also to blame is always of others.
As there is a losing game and win in the last case is tied ... but the pain can be omitted without anyone give hence.
We know we have to live, but the future is uncertain. To no one knows where we will ... indeed.
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