Moral Panic Songtext / Lyric

Shot who's all heart of the sickened...

This is a waiting for my thoughts

Waiting for my thoughts

Representing my high forgotten thoughts

My forgotten thoughts

This broken bed is my humble offering

Will I walk on these waters,

This is my humble offering,

Whoa,

... you are so ... teaching the star just a mind to behave

You taught here life, you gave her love

Hero dear sister, you are so brave

Well I heard that the ... is ready ...season

But slow it's my flow, it's... while growing

Well it's nice to have a life

A life of dreaming revelations

Well it's nice to have a life

A life of dreaming revelations

I am surely unborn just to make it

I am surely unborn just to make it

I am surely unborn just to make it.