Besedila: The Classic Crime. Blindfolded.

I transcend time with my words, I'll build a house for you and I
We will live there together alone and surrealize
Do we just exist and does love persist?

The questions of purpose and loving of destiny
Our conquest for bliss is as much hit or miss
As it is skimming the fat off our beliefs

I walk around blindfolded
Talk, I'm not listening
I read through a thousand books
But forgot everything

If grace knows my name then I am to blame
Constantly spreading my fear and my shame
The story exists it's an option that ticks

But still my tongue cannot be trusted
It's so poetic like a black widow's kiss
Trembling as my muscles give

I walk around blindfolded
Talk, I'm not listening
I read through a thousand books
But forgot everything

I found out the proof itself
Was not foolproof
And I leave my mind daily
But you never see me move

Never see me move
Never see me move
Never see me move
Never see me move