S.p.s.

S.p.s.
The fields have no shame
See with eyes that cannot see
Know the difference just the same
And this i know
Feel the fear of being crushed
When the sky falls on our heads
All the truth is being hushed
And this i know

Love whole love...

I want to hear an answer
When you find out everything you've lived is a lie
Knocked the bullet on the head
Cut myself don't mind the pain
Feel the colour stain me red
And this i know

Love whole love...