Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fried, artist - Velvet Acid Christ. Album song Ora Oblivionis, in the genre Индастриал
Date of issue: 08.08.2019
Record label: Metropolis Records
Song language: English
Fried |
answers to why, 2 questions, she’s lying again, |
he stares at the floor begging for more, |
how does illusion chain fact and fiction, |
bends them together, dreams again, |
holding on to a thread, |
a shred of reality, reality. |
we work, broken bones on shredded glass, |
a white silhouette, dance on the edge of his dream, |
wire the edge well done, |
and time doesn’t matter much anymore, |
she’s climbing the walls in her desperate plea |
but no one hears the screams of the lie |
while she’s falling from the sky, |
she’s crying in her state |
and the tears rolled down her face. |
shot up an answer into her veins, |
inhaling chemicals, |
she doesn’t know their names, |
doesn’t ask them why, |
cause she’s in bliss and pain |
and agony and ignorance, |
play this role deeply, |
she forgets and laughs again, |
throws her problems all away, |
it doesn’t matter now she’s on the floor, |
and everything, |
blood, doesn’t apply, hallucinating, |
holding on to vows she once kept, |
alone in love or anger, |
looking out at the world, |
she stands and thought no other, |
and out the window once again. |
see the cars driving by, |
loosing vapors in the sun, |
doesn’t even see anything, |
oh oh into oblivion she stares at me |
asks me questions about things |
i’d never know in a 1000 years. |
you look so far, running away, |
away away away away from here, |
i see lights in the northern sky, |
i see death in the pockets of a man |
filthy rich with control, power, |
doesn’t care about anybody, |
oh you sobbing young souls, |
laughing again at the world, |
look on, on, on, on, on, on. |
see them laughing now, they don’t even care anymore, |
they don’t care, she doesn’t care, neither do you, |
staring at the floor and out the window, |
see the sky its turning into something, |
six hours later she falls batting |
the wall oh again, again, again, again, |
again and again, and again, and again, |
and again, and again, and again. |
she’s holding on by a thread, |
she’s holding on by thread, |
she’s holding on by a thread, |
he’s holding on by a thread. |
don’t believe, don’t believe lies forever. |