Introjects

[Intro] It's all sorts of dead ideas They cling to us all the same And we can't get rid of them It's all sorts of dead ideas They cling to us all the same And we can't get rid of them [Chorus] Feels like fading What do you say when you're dead? Fighting to reach the end It's a little brighter, little brighter Little brighter now Feels like fading What do you say when you're dead? Fighting to reach the end It's a little brighter, little brighter Little brighter now Brightеr, brighter, brighter [Verse 1] It's all sorts of dead idеas They cling to us all the same And we can't get rid of them Cut off from the source We just want our own way Cut off from the source Oh, break out [Breakdown] Your eyes are pure Oh, break out Your eyes are pure Oh, break out [Chorus] Feels like fading What do you say when you're dead? Fighting to reach the end It's a little brighter, little brighter Little brighter now Oh, break out Feels like fading What do you say when you're dead? Fighting to reach the end We're made of lost hopes [Outro] Oh, break out It's all sorts of dead ideas Break out And we can't get rid of them Oh, break out