Temporary visions Sailing in the ocean Come into fruition Fail in your ambitions Death to intuition (outbreak, our way) Death to inhibition (our walls, our pain) Death to trepidation (all talk, no say) Death to dumb tradition (self love, self stains) I discovered all this path inside my head Leading everything to spiral into shit I can see through all the lies inside my head Telling me that I don't need your sympathy Always forgotten I can see through all the lies inside my head Telling me that I don't need your sympathy Always forgotten