SHW - Two Cents Of An Outlier lyrics

rate me

Geometries Threads and barbed wires Laid one upon the other Noisiness Motor vehicles crowd living spaces The sun illuminates contrasting truths Help me.. Help us! Help me.. Help us! Chaotic Loudspeakers and control towers Sick society Degeneration in imminent arrival Changeableness Fashions dictate the rules Alternate periods intersected to hard truths Help me.. Help us! Help me.. Help us! Here where I am There's a strong sense of loss The emptiness is painted of indispensable Pack of lies All seems to be proper ...while my name is not even adapted! Wearing out Frenzy flows like a flood ...greasing our tired spirits! Greyness Choked spaces kill our creativity Distrust Pollute foods Perversions Can I return to the roots? (Thanks to SHW for these lyrics)