This could turn me into a fascist
A forest
A fountain
A suicide
Guess you always wished that you could be famous
A fashion
A shaman
A suicide
A suicide
Place behind a faceless mind
A place behind a faceless mind
A suicide
I see sunshine
I got seasons
I've done evils
I got reasons
No more fun for for me I prophesied
No more fun for for me I prophesied
This could turn me into a fascist
A flower
A locust
A suicide
And you've always been faking
With the low lights
And the laughter
The suicide
The suicide
The place behind a faceless mind
The place behind a faceless mind
A suicide
I see sunshine
I got seasons
I've done evils
I got reasons
I'm not see-though
I can see you
No more fun for for me I prophesied
No more fun for for me I prophesied