Dream Atlantic - Exposure lyrics

Listen Up! It doesn't make much sense To go around fearing the world you created It's a simple niche Limp body, left to fill it. And all this talk of perfection Is defining your actions It takes a toll on you Never cloud the images of ones You're trying to remember It's all a matter of opinion So much can change when comfort kicks in Stop searching souls for soulless companions The misdirected audience Gets stranded in the fire If it ever comes, times are changing Innocent ones So, take it for what it's worth And be grateful for it Will never come As expected Let's set the stage And k** the lights The sand sifts through your fingers It's chipping at the bone A life slowly remembered That fabricates the soul It's a simple niche With, Limp body, left To fill it.