FFC from Exordium by Karluk

I lie a lot in the times I roam
I try to hide that we'll never reach rome
We stagnate so get that rope
And I'll try to jump that foreign boat

Who would climb a pyramid?
With an angle that slips your feet
For you will tumble on this desert soil
Where nothing grows it only boils

Well I'm just waiting, I'm just waiting for you

I write a lot in the times I roam
But nothing fits so take me home
Unscrew my head it's common waste
With a hint of this bitter aftertaste

So it goes, some won't succeed in it
Ever felt the absolute ceiling?
We've been up, We've been down, so good
Otherwise we'd never found the truth

Well I'm Insane man, I'm insane man for good

I'll hide my fucking compass
Cause my needle's always downwards
Dumb luck it's done
Art can never be forced

• Alternative
• Alternative rock
• Experimental
• Post-Rock
• Saint Gallen