Front 242 – Terminal State lyrics
Album: Front by Front
It darkens our sayings
Curses our wills
Forces our needs
Lessens our skills
The untold
Rottens our actions
Bites our soul
Peels our heart
Digs our grave
Punishes disclosure
And never gets rattled
It's the untold
The untold
Running up here
Hanging about
Running up here
Seeding the doubt
The untold
Raises our greed
Glides on the air
Circles around
The dive in the shelter
The paper one crinkles
It's the untold, the untold
Rottens our actions
Leaks our failures
You don't believe me?
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