You are haunted by the turmoil of your lives Walking circles, crossing lines And at the searing of your souls, of this fury Jumping hurdles just to abide You are damning your soul with oblivion opinions Nobody can hear you Nobody can hear you This is psychosis This is psychosis This is the juice on the palm of God You are the ghosts of utopia You're the conquered stars The divided hearts You are the ghosts of utopia You're the miracle of the miracle Every time you learn you don't regret All your hurting, all your debt 'Cause the wife and kids won't help you to forget The emergency of your secrets and your trap You are damning your soul with oblivion opinions Nobody can hear you Nobody can hear you This is psychosis This is psychosis This is the juice on the palm of God You are the ghosts of utopia You're the conquered stars The divided hearts You are the ghosts of utopia You're the miracle of your miracle
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