Minus

Here is the world, they try to sell you

Here is the ache of which you ate

They'll have your eyes and they will hang your view so high

Minus the world, we find forgiveness

Minus the world, she find herself

Minus the walls, she wouldn't hang her view

So lieu...

What if their eyes, shadow and plagued those creatures we portrayed

Born into this, unbearable mess

This bankruptcy her and I have left

Paradox can't run out on me...

Minus need, you are growing cold

Minus believe, we are growing old

Minus her face, she is unspoken

Minus her hand, she is clean

But in filth, we destroy purity

Words conceived....

Sorrow and shame, Tangled and named, Indebted endlessly

Enter the day

Of depravity

She'll have to make believe tranquility

Minus the world, we leave

Minus the world, we leave

Minus the world, we leave.....