LYRIC

The rent is due
Ideology is gone
The rent is due
My Philosophy is gone

I can feel this fire burning out
These colours shower down on me

Is this my only sanctuary
Is this my only sanctuary.
Do I really belong here
I know I can't belong here.

Claustrophobic, no inspiration… oh no, no sanctuary.
Armies surround me, fever strikes me down… no
Sanctuary.

This time I'm out of here…
This time I'm leaving here…

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