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von Dark Tranquillity
Format C: for Cortex Songtext
And a blindfold on
Early on the fascination intense
And it′s saying just where I belong
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to see
I don′t want you to talk with opinion
I don't want you to talk with opinion
Just show me a brand new face
An open mind against the dying race
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to hear
And the language is your own
Something has got to give
These things I just don′t want you to feel
Have I paid for coming back, am I losing
From the shell of those who once held the torches
Can I give you the senses anew
Will you know without sadness again
Something has got to give
These things I just don′t want you to know
In time all your questions will be answered
Not what you came for, not what you dreamed
Our inception crumbled
All that you see in context
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to touch
Have you lost the standards you keep
In the cave of the formative years
Just show me a brand new mind
Keep in what you left behind
Something has got to give
These things I just don′t want you to be
Early on the fascination intense
And it′s saying just where I belong
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to see
I don′t want you to talk with opinion
I don't want you to talk with opinion
Just show me a brand new face
An open mind against the dying race
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to hear
And the language is your own
Something has got to give
These things I just don′t want you to feel
Have I paid for coming back, am I losing
From the shell of those who once held the torches
Can I give you the senses anew
Will you know without sadness again
Something has got to give
These things I just don′t want you to know
In time all your questions will be answered
Not what you came for, not what you dreamed
Our inception crumbled
All that you see in context
Something has got to give
These things I just don't want you to touch
Have you lost the standards you keep
In the cave of the formative years
Just show me a brand new mind
Keep in what you left behind
Something has got to give
These things I just don′t want you to be
Writer(s): Martin Carl Brandstrom, Martin Hans Knut Henriksson, Anders Mikael Jivarp, Mikael Jan Nicklasson, Mikael Bengt Stanne, Niklas Bo Sundin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

