作词 : Fridén, Gelotte, Strömblad A mass illusion Blind men in a line They smother their fires with gasoline A strangers contribution Everybody's on the run No clue where they are heading A spineless attempt Have we lost it completely? It always ends up in a mess A liar's ambition, praised like a king Every day in every way we are getting weaker You won't go far with the life that you're living Every day in every way we are getting weaker Slow and calculated Afraid of the sleeping well Never ever reach the goal A liar's ambition, praised like a king Every day in every way we are getting weaker You won't go far with the life that you're living Every day in every way we are getting weaker A liar's ambition, praised like a king Every day in every way we are getting weaker You won't go far with the life that you're living Every day in every way we are getting weaker
作词 : Fridén, Gelotte, Strömblad A mass illusion Blind men in a line They smother their fires with gasoline A strangers contribution Everybody's on the run No clue where they are heading A spineless attempt Have we lost it completely? It always ends up in a mess A liar's ambition, praised like a king Every day in every way we are getting weaker You won't go far with the life that you're living Every day in every way we are getting weaker Slow and calculated Afraid of the sleeping well Never ever reach the goal A liar's ambition, praised like a king Every day in every way we are getting weaker You won't go far with the life that you're living Every day in every way we are getting weaker A liar's ambition, praised like a king Every day in every way we are getting weaker You won't go far with the life that you're living Every day in every way we are getting weaker
