Inme - Myths and photographs текст песни

There is still shards in the road,
Shackled wooden windows,
The hero in the cell, he doesn’t look to well,
A cardio love-sent face down in the dirt,
Make-shift, I don’t….
I don’t obey, I don’t follow you,
Or anyone else for that matter
You don’t understand ‘cause you are not a strong man,
It doesn’t mean a thing,
And I don’t need your help,
I got this far all by myself & I’ve given everything..
Myths and Photographs
Oh, purple skies and red clouds, buttercups and fire,
The chalice from which you drink,
It doesn’t help you think,
I reckon so; I know so, a taste,
Now 24, lost sleep…gone,
Ethereal, an astronaut’s mentality,
Self righteous vitality
And now I know why I had so much down in my self,
You pick me up, dust me off and put me back on the shelf,
You’re about as hopeful as a cyanide pill.
It’s always pretty scary when…
You’re not quite at the top of the hill,
Take a deep shot ‘cause I don’t give a shit,
This band of brothers capsizes & rolls round with it,
Reclaiming the shadows that we cast, kick start this beast real fast
I’ve got nothing to say, you never knew me anyway,
You are a treachery to your
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self,
Listen closely to this, the point you will still miss,
You’ll think about how it affects you…