Prisma
In their minds, worlds of symetry
In their eyes, a treasure of glass
Think in blue, I'm not your satellite
Beneath my knees, shadows of defeat
Excuse me all
I've been blind all of this time
We've runaway all the way
But I'm selfish again
Like your impossible brain
The state of God, is full of misery
Sticks and stones, broken bones
Save the world, if you can, if you know
The meaning of love, the meaning of love
Excuse me all
I've been blind all of this time
We've runaway all the way
But I'm selfish again
Like your impossible brain
Writer/s: Manfel
