this could turn me into a fascist
a forest, a fountain
a suicide
guess you always wished that you could be famous
a fashion, a shaman, a suicide
a suicide
place behind a faceless mind
a place behind a faceless mind
a suicide
I see sunshine
I got seasons
I've done evils
I got reasons
no more fun for for me I prophesied
no more fun for for me I prophesied
this could turn me into a fascist
a flower, a locust
a suicide
and you've always been faking
with the low lights
and the laughter
the suicide
the suicide
the place behind a faceless mind
the place behind a faceless mind
a suicide
I see sunshine
I got seasons
I've done evils
I got reasons
I'm not see-though
I can see you
no more fun for for me I prophesied
no more fun for for me I prophesied