World...
BLIND a shooting pain but we can't see
It wears down our ailing love on its knees
Try to fake what is beautiful
You can't fake what is beautiful
You try to fake what is beautiful
World, world... conscious subconscious
Filled up with filthy things world, world...
BLIND a shooting pain but we can't see...
World
Where is our attention;
Remedy my attention; where's the remedy?
World, world...
BLIND a shooting pain but we can't see...
Intentionally blind
BLIND a shooting pain but we can't see
It wears down our ailing love on its knees
Try to fake what is beautiful
You can't fake what is beautiful
You try to fake what is beautiful
World, world... conscious subconscious
Filled up with filthy things world, world...
BLIND a shooting pain but we can't see...
World
Where is our attention;
Remedy my attention; where's the remedy?
World, world...
BLIND a shooting pain but we can't see...
Intentionally blind