Текст песни Half Dub Theory - Игры на вылет

Every day in the box walls
The souls yearn for change, mentally
Silenced, close, cool,
Pretending to be so terribly sincere.
Show me you face,
Hide dealing scoundrels
think aloud
The sea of ​​words, false light
Hold for those who are blind
And those who are stupid.

Or trap
Or all the hype
Looking for answers to running away from yourself
Games for departure
Needles colitis fear
Sorry, but no one will decide for you.

Running in place a new circle, the spiral of eternal boredom not breathe
Run away to forget not get up, so cynically choose the easy way
Frightened height inside you deliberately closed
A timid gesture and silent cry, wait for rescue from other meaningless

Games for departure, one step to the edge of complete emptiness
A chance to fix it.
You wait, someone will be able to hold you
It is more convenient to leave it as it is

Or trap
Or all the hype
Looking for answers to running away from yourself
Games for departure
Needles colitis fear
Sorry but no one will decide for you.