Crazy Eights Songtext
von Futurist

I woke up alone on the outside
Looking in, with all the compassion of
The hunters tiptoe in the shadows
Blessing his kill, completing a circle

You misunderstood
It′s slipping through my fingers
I'm trying to reach you
I tried to find a way through

This fanatical faith in a culture
That blames our pain on others who won′t fall in line
They'll hate when you change into someone
They can't see yet, like fading from photographs


You misunderstood
It′s slipping through my fingers
I′m trying to reach you
I tried to find a way
You misunderstood
It's slipping through my fingers
I′m trying to reach you
I tried to find a way through

Don't let it consume you
They′ll grin and confuse you
Their bias is blind and leading the blind
Don't fall in line

You don′t have to do as they do
It's a bitter pill I know it
Just let it go

You misunderstood
It's slipping through my fingers
I′m trying to reach you
I tried to find a way
You misunderstood
It′s slipping through my fingers
I'm trying to reach you
I tried to find a way