Daylight comes under the door
And shines, shines on my dirty shoes
A prayer, silence, and nothing more"
but it s been forever since i did believe in nothing
leave that to those passion pit fuckers
and i had forgotten about this
the narcotic of the crowd.
this is why you come to hear music
to stop being that miserable small self
to let that thing that you supposedly were go
to just be part of a mob
synchronized by the heavy beat