For Sale

The charms of illusion, they cut like a smile Erosion of reason, a path paved to buy 'Cause the dreams are for sale from afar Smiling with white teeth, the taste of ammonia The needle delusion, a choice made to fail 'Cause the dreams are for sale from afar Just ask yourself how would you want life to be? Just ask yourself would you choose love like me? If we don't stop now Will we go too far? If we don't stop now Will we go too far? We believe if we stitch it and cook it, enrich it We'll all numb the pain that we need to fulfil it But the dreams are for sale from afar Don't pretend that you want What you don't want to give What you keep when you sow When you know you don't want it 'Cause the dream's only for sale from afar Just ask yourself: how would you want life to be? Just ask yourself: would you choose love like me? If we don't stop now Will we go too far? If we don't stop now Will we go too far?