Текст песни wearetrue - диалоги

Closed doors, I open my eyes
On Monday, time runs no faster than knife,
What cuts the networks of durable steel,
And we sat and waited for something

Talking about anything, no one understands
Everyone about her, his always inserts
Tried to think, did not work
Tried to penetrate, start first
That also happens

The moment of the arrows swept, not by Freud
What did not seem to explain, again doubt
And it seemed to follow, and it seemed to be considered
And even argued, did not silent
That also happens