Quicksand Symmetry

I find out life is sometimes 
Cauterized by the words 
It seems the end of our times 
Of reacting to the wounds.

Turn off the led 
The light that gets you 
Normalized to the mass 

gala performance 
Everyone with its mask 
Automata glad to ignore 
There's a mind behind the glass 

Turn off the led 
The light that gets you 
Normalized to the mass  

I am sad in my soul 
As I paint a cold smile on my mouth 
My thoughts are for the hollow hearts 
I'm creeping (2x)

It's nine o' clock, I'm drunk 
The best way to keep on 
Disgusted by the price 
I'll leave this world at all 

Turn off the led 
The light that gets you 
Normalized to the mass  

I am sad in my soul 
As I paint a cold smile on my mouth 
My thoughts are for the hollow hearts 
I'm creeping (2x)

As soon as I'll be out 
I will take a breath 
And walk in search of someone 
The face I can see (2x)

Turn off the led 
The light that gets you 
Normalized to the mass  (2x)

I am sad in my soul 
As I paint a cold smile on my mouth 
My thoughts are for the hollow hearts 
I'm creeping (2x)