[Lyrics for Dream Atlantic – Exposure]
Listen Up!
It doesnt make much sense
To go around fearing the world you created
Its a simple niche
Limp body, left to fill it.
And all this talk of perfection
Is defining your actions
It takes a toll on you
Never cloud the images of ones
Youre trying to remember
Its all a matter of opinion
So much can change when comfort kicks in
Stop searching souls for soulless companions
The misdirected audience
Gets stranded in the fire
If it ever comes, times are changing
Innocent ones
So, take it for what its worth
And be Grateful for it
Will never come
As expected
Lets set the stage
And kill the lights
The sand sifts through your fingers
Its chipping at the bone
Chipping at the bone
A life slowly remembered
That fabricates the soul
Fabricates the soul
Fabricates the soul
Its a simple niche
With, Limp body, left
To fill it.