Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Psycho Motor, artist - Circle II Circle. Album song The Middle Of Nowhere, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 29.05.2005
Record label: AFM, Soulfood Music Distribution
Song language: English
Psycho Motor |
I want to know why you make the silence |
Create the violence reflecting in my head |
I’m on the run just a soul deceiver |
A true believer lifted from the dead |
This time I want to roll the tide |
I’m gonna touch the sky |
Don’t believe a word they said |
Then I’ll wait for the perfect hour |
To feed the psycho motor in my head |
I finally see what the ending will bring |
Ther’s a truth in the words and the things never heard |
When they try as they must to save the nation |
Contemplate your own salavtion |
I’m burning, still running, I’m gone to stay |
You want — Times caught — Why run? |
— Times done |
I want to fly like there’s no tomorrow |
No broken sorrows, no cry for quick solutions |
Must be nice sitting way up there |
In your private lair blending into this confustion |
I’m not one to take it for the cause |
All the things I’ve lost I never really wanted to own |
Remember time never fails to pass |
So don’t you ask for the things I’ve never shown |
Shifting and searching your way through the maze |
Like a shock to the brain that’ll drive you insane |
Just a thought from the time that you had half a life |
But you left it behind now you’re walking that line |
I’m burning, still running, I’m on my way |
You want — Times caught — Why run? |
— Times done |
I want to search for a serious life |
Searching inside pleading for all the answers |
And every course that I chose to take |
Never going to make the same mistaken turns |
Taking every chance while the circumstances |
Arise so there might be a chance to start |
Want to put all these things behind us That grip and grind us and rip them all apart |
Overcome by the sight of the screams in your eyes |
There’s no way to get hold cause your spirit’s been sold |
And sometimes faith don’t control this game |
And losing your mind ain’t as bad as they say |
I’m burning, still running, I’m on my way |
Time’s failing, life’s calling, so far away |
You want — Times caught — Why run? |
— Times done |