Age Of Conceit Paroles

But no one sees and end to the end



I have a recurrent memory

The world has its legs spread in front of me

Now they mark off the limits of the possible

They went on forever now they come together



But legs can't stay uncrossed for long

The pleasure can't escape the perverse

We have to stay together
Give me back my childhood

But let me keep my beard

I'll be the freakish little man



Do you feel inspired

I'm not fired up (all I feel is tired)

There's no motive in misery



You're smiling through your teeth

It's shaken your belief

There's no hiding in self loathing



Your friends are digging in

And squirting out their kin

And giving up on self-definition



This is a new age of conceit