Infinite Dump System Circle - Destrage

Your kind of life is

Portrait of new damage desire

Design of world blinded by illusion

Winners are wick and you are the maker of this crime

Come out come out come out and let me see your face

This time you won’t desert you’ll be forced to do and you’ll be forced to say

Try to link your mind with your mouth up

You’re like a hang jury!

My friend believe me don’t face every difficulty

You will encourage with our promises

Oh here’s your fault

You think (you think) the shortest way to win in your life is now the better one

Oh no my dear, you’ll slip on your fear

Like a crump that now it’s ready to explode

And you are waiting for the verdict of guilty

But now I find you behind a good-face mask

Come out come out come out and let me watch your skin