Birth. Conspire. Be. Upset. Songtext

Ceremony

von Still, Nothing Moves You

Birth. Conspire. Be. Upset. Songtext
Disconsolate apart from the crash aside from the stone faced mad in the eyes I won't buy optimism no happy money no complacence histrionic general public sickness foul mouth ridden mass republic grant me the madness to drive me away exploding my insides total dismay