Selection, the Unnatural
by Vitor Zimmerer

I think too loud to hear myself
You cry too loud to hear your thoughts
I cut my tongue, so dehydrate - avoidance's my strategy of the day
Avoidance's my strategy of the day

Inspiring lead without a heading
My drunkeness fails to inspire
I'm falling back, dragged like a window - I follow the ones who drink better visions
Acceptance's my strategy of the day

Wanted to make it understood, but this changes with time
Thanks to darwinism ghouls - made me grow up a lie
Wanted to make it understood, but this changes with time

I am too close to feebleness
To look at those who never were
My head is clear, so please don't listen- I'll never regard us fools from the distance
Denial's my strategy of the day

Wanted to make it understood, but this changes with time
Thank the darwinism ghouls, made me grow up a lie
Wanted to make it understood, but this changes with time

I better stay that incoherent
Adjust myself, don't even stay
So pass it on to the survivors: mutations's the right escape for the wiser
Adjusting my strategies for today