Transparanoia Testo

& now he craves the complication
Yet something's up his sleeve
He bends the rails to miss the station
To let the pressure breathe
& now for readers of this fiction
There's something to believe

He's going under
The red flags falling down
My only brother, brother He cuts in with a harmony
The voice of his own worst enemy

& in his head it doesn't matter
There's nothing else to do
When every stepping new cliff hanger
He begs for one false move
To send his silver lining scattered
& make this mess come true

He's going under
The red flags waving around
My only brother, brother
He cuts in with a harmony
The voice of his own worst enemy

& in his head it doesn't matter
In his head it does not matter
Matter, matter, matter
He's going under
My only brother, brother
He cuts in with a harmony
The voice of his own worst enemy