Franklin Exits - Kensington

All the time you cast aside

All the purest of thoughts

As you build yourself up just by tearing another down

Vicious times make vicious minds

When the point is to merely observe and despise

You will stare yourself blind with those focusing eyes

But the goals are gone now

And we start to only live from the waist down

Like that we walk

Just to be on our way

Just to be on our way

We’re one big black out

And we seem to only speak just to make sounds

Like that we’ll talk

So we can have our say

So we can have our say

I stare myself blind when I try to find truth your lies

Like planes in the sky reflecting back sun in my eyes

That place, it is an endless maze

Where any prospects of effect are too far away

Crossing lines won’t cross our minds

And it doesn’t seem right that you think you won fights

Just by leaving the fights behind

We’re one big black out

We’re despising all we can’t get our heads round

The slightest thought

Of feeling out of place

Is keeping us away

I stare myself blind when I try to find truth your lies

Like planes in the sky reflecting back sun in my eyes

That place, it is an endless maze

Where any prospects of effect are too far away

We don’t show, we won’t tell

Keeping knowledge to ourselves

Making fools of ourselves

Lost the memory of how it felt

That place, it is an endless maze

Where any prospects of effect are too far away