Paroles: Monta. The Brilliant Masses. Capitulate.

I don?t see any further reason for running down that hill
The bricks are laid like obstacles restocked and ready to fill
I give up my ambition to give up everything
Exclusion is a wappon which hits harder than expected
I offer my perspectives
I wish to pull back and stay at home forever
No centre, no more eyes who look from aside
I don?t belong on this stage i don?t belong to them
Exclusion is a privilege, i?m happy to be privileged yes i am.

So don?t turn around
To keep these secrets beneath the ground
don?t turn around
Just Step on them, dig a hole and throw them down

I don?t see any further reason for running down that hill
The bricks are laid like obstacles restocked and ready to fill
I give up my ambition to give up everything
Exclusion is a wappon which hits harder than expected

So don?t turn around
To keep these secrets beneath the ground
don?t turn around
Just Step on them, dig a hole and throw them down