
Unidentified Failing Object Songtext
Well, I met cruelty this year
And I feel the weight
I feel the weight
And I'm losing track of what's sincere
So I won't anticipate
I won't anticipate
Anymore
No, no, anymore
Making a product from pain
Can we stop the season's change?
When we saw that traveling light
He said it was a satellite
But I still think you were right, you were right
Feels so inhumane
And I feel the weight
I feel the weight
And I'm losing track of what's sincere
So I won't anticipate
I won't anticipate
Anymore
No, no, anymore
Making a product from pain
Can we stop the season's change?
When we saw that traveling light
He said it was a satellite
But I still think you were right, you were right