Sarea - The Catch 22 lyrics

Reject, every notion of me versus you Detect, the light in late December We are who we say we are Nothing can ever change that Not a question of murder It's the art of losing yourself Lost and found, never was broken Cracked skull torn apart Thought I was the chosen Hollow eyes will tell you This is catch 22 We decided to take this one step forward Lost track of us, pushed back forward Circles unending, spirals to the sea I'm falling side of it all Tired worn to pieces A silent f** you all, never felt this prison Your f**ing high ideals and visions Left for treason The human race a virus Catatonic situation