Invaders - Silent Strike, em

Pages from the memory, ups and downs I found

Trivial context, well something went wrong

Misleading shivers are catching up with me

I am like changing weather, too undecided still

Talking about random things I see

Nothing too peculiar, just blowing leaves

Aiming for the high notes, insanity

A lack of profoundness is now helping me and now

Endless joy on a painted back street

Watercolor girl on a one-way road street

I don’t need closure when the future is spinning

Nocturnal invaders, creating not stealing

Nights are begging you to lay down

Nights are begging you to lay down

When nights are begging you to lay down

I got sweat on the spine

Seasons have passed, they all left me colder

Blithesome face gone dark circles like storms and

While chasing the unknown they started growing

Experience and goals, the work, the flow, when

Seasons have passed, they all left me colder

Blithesome face gone dark circles like storms and

While chasing the unknown they started growing

Experience and goals, the work, the flow, when

Talking about random things I see

Nothing too peculiar, just blowing leaves

Aiming for the high notes, insanity

A lack of profoundness is now helping me and now

Endless joy on a painted back street

Watercolor girl on a one-way road street

I don’t need closure when the future is spinning

Nocturnal invaders, creating not stealing

Nights are begging you to lay down

Nights are begging you to lay down

When nights are begging you to lay down

I got sweat on the spine