Letras:No Service Project. We Are The Music Makers. Bliss.

The world's on your shoulders
All that weight on your back
Really realizing
We're under attack
I've been waiting
Since yesterday
For the sun to rise in my soul
Lo and behold
What the future holds
Only coal for a bum like me I'm told

Fall asleep
And never wake up 'cause this shit is so fucked up, live bliss
Don't wake
Nothing makes sense your best friend is unconsciousness
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The fate of existence
Has taken it's toll
Confused confusion
Swallowing me whole
I've been waiting
For eternities
For the sun to set over my coast
Toast and boast
Of your entire approach
And depreciate what matters to me most

Fall asleep
And never wake up 'cause this shit is so fucked up, live bliss
Don't wake
Nothing makes sense your best friend is unconsciousness