Текст песни Falling Sickness - Still Thirsty
Falling Sickness - Still Thirsty слова песни
and if this life`s your canvasdon`t hesitate to paint you purposeover walls that paint your directionshout the thoughts your world is too scaredto mentionor have you been shackled to the sitcomsor have you been guided by the tabloidsor are you just a mass consumer of popular opinionwe`ve been organized to think and feel a lieand if you`re thirsty for some truththere`s a fucking fountain inside of youoverflowing by the seconds to floodyou`re empty lifesharpen out the dullness you`ve been programmedto denyyou look to groups and movements and counterculture sectsto justify yourself as being intelligentbuckled tightly to a scene,safely pinned to a philosophydoesn`t make you radical or even significantas you parade through the glitznose high in the airyou swear you`re painting your own picturebut it`s a shame that you can`t do it