Testo: 98 Mute. Class Of '98. Shine.

Can you feel it Do you hear that sound Thunder of the whole world crumbling down around you Deep in skeptic faces think that you might drown Gotten high on anxiety and now you want to come down Someplace to hide someplace to go Will you ever find it how will you ever know Don't want to give up hope but it's getting hard to cope Holding on by a threat to keep from hanging by a rope It's not like you've got time working on your side Simple fact is that we are all eventually going to die One day you're feeling fine the next day you might lose your fucking mind So while you've got the time, take a moment out of everyday to shine Reality's a blur you're in a dismal state And you're pretty sure your brain is on the take Your desires can't be satiated even the simplest task seems compliated A thin line lies between camp beautiful and the circus freaks How can it possibly be some slip so easy From the ranks of the sane to the files of insanity There will be those who will do what they can to smash your
dreams The miracles in your life are closer than they seem Overcoming fears in life a cliched but reoccurring theme You've got to hold together at the seems Searching for the answers forever it seems You'll find the answer it's in your dreams