Teesoe Lyrics & Chords By Voices From The Fuselage

Within these walls I am confined
Thrust over our eyes solely to blind
Is it trespassing when we feel at home?
Amongst the truth which remains untold?
Who is the arbiter in this
Travesty you choose to dismiss?
You have people running for their lives
The hatred you feed contrives...
Everybody and their lives
When we tread on through
Fields of green, lakes of crystal
Motion turmoil of umber and life.
When we tread on through
Fields of green, lakes of crystal
Motion turmoil of umber and life
When we tread on through
Fields of green, lakes of crystal
Motion turmoil of umber and life.
With our doubt still intact
Curious of new discoveries which you've left unproven.
It keeps me up at night. A fault or flaw, I slight.
Am I the casualty of my own circumstance?
Such is life.
You'll be soon to see
Yet to suffer an epiphany.
Such is life
You'll be soon to see
Yet to suffer an epiphany.
I see my purpose now.
To reproduce somehow.
Lobotomise myself
Break the boy my mother spat out.
I'm not a patron saint.
Never something so quaint.
You're not a god to man but to the robots you forsake.
I see my purpose now.
To reproduce somehow.
Lobotomise myself
Break the boy my mother spat out.
I'm not a parton saint.
Never something so quaint.
You're not a god to man but to the robots you forsake.