Soilwork - Distortion Sleep
In My Town Where The System Sleeps
Nobody Gives A Damn
It's Up To You How To Hide To Flee
Their Hunger Never Ends
Hateful Design Builds The Structure Divine
A Territory Cold As Ice
An Endless Empire With Cynic Desire
Born Of A Broken Spell
Feeling Like A Guttersnipe Standing In Line
Deciding His Lifestyle By Rolling The Dice
One Will Stand Another Will Fall Down
Find Your Way Out From The Constant Lack
You Gotta Get Yourself A Picture Of What Is Going On
Cause Their Lips Are Sealed Now
Their Honesty Never To Be Found
Hateful Design Builds The Structure Divine
A Territory Cold As Ice
An Endless Empire With Cynic Desire
Born Of A Broken Spell
Your Pride Is Just A Symbol
Another Hidden Excuse
For Being Such A Savior
Distorting Your Sick Self Abuse
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