Lurking, beneath the shadows
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
Resent your fate
Look ahead and you'll see no future
So maybe you should call yourself dead
It won't take away from what you see as free
You ought to feel it
Chimerical ideas that had once inspired
Now filled with rhetorics of depravity
Prisons overseeing crumbling hope
Of what people see for the their posterity
Why spew your beliefs
Why spew your beliefs
When you cower at the counter image
There's no air that goes untouched
By the defector
Lurking, beneath the shadows
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
Resent your fate
Bring yourself as one and mount the f*ck up
It's time to make anew
Lift up your chin and face the world around you
Maybe we'll find it ourselves
Maybe we'll find it ourselves
Breathing inside a thought
Aspiring for something bigger than us
Inanimate minds gather dust
Soothing our corruption
Scrapes of freedom left its mark
In nothing but illusion
Move forward, find inspiration in your creations
The world won't make you feel safe
Be the exception, open up to your reality
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
So maybe you should call yourself dead
Move forward, find inspiration in your creations
The world won't make you feel safe
Be the exception, open up to your reality
Design the Void - Counter Image (feat. Alex Koehler of Chelsea Grin) [Reduxed Edition] Lyrics
Design the Void - Counter Image (feat. Alex Koehler of Chelsea Grin) [Reduxed Edition] Lyrics
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Lurking, beneath the shadows
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
Resent your fate
Look ahead and you'll see no future
So maybe you should call yourself dead
It won't take away from what you see as free
You ought to feel it
Chimerical ideas that had once inspired
Now filled with rhetorics of depravity
Prisons overseeing crumbling hope
Of what people see for the their posterity
Why spew your beliefs
Why spew your beliefs
When you cower at the counter image
There's no air that goes untouched
By the defector
Lurking, beneath the shadows
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
Resent your fate
Bring yourself as one and mount the f*ck up
It's time to make anew
Lift up your chin and face the world around you
Maybe we'll find it ourselves
Maybe we'll find it ourselves
Breathing inside a thought
Aspiring for something bigger than us
Inanimate minds gather dust
Soothing our corruption
Scrapes of freedom left its mark
In nothing but illusion
Move forward, find inspiration in your creations
The world won't make you feel safe
Be the exception, open up to your reality
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
So maybe you should call yourself dead
Move forward, find inspiration in your creations
The world won't make you feel safe
Be the exception, open up to your reality
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
Resent your fate
Look ahead and you'll see no future
So maybe you should call yourself dead
It won't take away from what you see as free
You ought to feel it
Chimerical ideas that had once inspired
Now filled with rhetorics of depravity
Prisons overseeing crumbling hope
Of what people see for the their posterity
Why spew your beliefs
Why spew your beliefs
When you cower at the counter image
There's no air that goes untouched
By the defector
Lurking, beneath the shadows
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
Resent your fate
Bring yourself as one and mount the f*ck up
It's time to make anew
Lift up your chin and face the world around you
Maybe we'll find it ourselves
Maybe we'll find it ourselves
Breathing inside a thought
Aspiring for something bigger than us
Inanimate minds gather dust
Soothing our corruption
Scrapes of freedom left its mark
In nothing but illusion
Move forward, find inspiration in your creations
The world won't make you feel safe
Be the exception, open up to your reality
There is nothing left to prove
It won't make you stronger
So maybe you should call yourself dead
Move forward, find inspiration in your creations
The world won't make you feel safe
Be the exception, open up to your reality
Writer: Design the Void
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid