Clandestine Songtext
von Mars Accelerator

In spite of your shored attempts to not lose face somehow
You′re all elated, spent, split, and caught up in whatever
Face up to your mistakes slowed down
And abacinated by your narcissine endeavors
Smile, your withered face does not relate without


Fess up, you've played your aces out
(Elapsed sense, lost the count, counteracted, disavowed)
There′s no sense in acting genuine, since we now know better
(Past tense runaround, everyone's caught on now)
Zealousness won't confirm your clout
(Elapsed sense, lost the count, counteracted, disavowed)
When all′s been said, will you choose, instead
To affront and cut losses with whomever
(Past tense runaround, everyone′s caught on now)
Provided, that is, that you'd make out with a few less
Weighted thoughts that give way
To introspective melee, arrest brash follow through
And suggest new points of view

Your logical stock can′t make sense of mad regard
Red eyes bled astray, and you've hacked away to sever
Your thoughts that float but can′t come down
To relative ground
Why do you feign, when truths can't negate
Whatever loose sense might weather
Imbibe it in, quaff! Those blessed fools can′t relate right now
Because the rest who can't see your clandestine ways, give up

Fess up, you've played your aces out
There′s no sense in acting genuine, since we now know better
Zealousness won′t confirm your clout
When all's been said, will you choose, again
To disdain whomever, however
Provided, that is, that you′d make out with a few less
Weighted thoughts that give way
To introspective melee, and arrest your follow through
So come unglued