Digital Sand - Intellectual

Digital sand fall through my hand

I was never the product

Not what you call it

Stuck in the system

Always the victim of your kind

Divine

If you choose to lose go find yourself your own sign

Touch

Taste

Breathe in your innocence

But I’m done with it

Over it

Go find yourself your own exit before you’re gone

Digital sand fall through my hand

I was never the one to lie, to be untrue

Caught in the distance

Invisible hand prints on your face

Disgrace

If you choose to lose go find yourself your new sun

Touch

Taste

Breathe in your innocence

But I’m done with it

Over it

Go find yourself your own exit before you’re gone

Touch

Taste

Breathe in your innocence

But I’m done with it

Over it

Go find yourself your own exit before you’re gone

In the night when all sound is quiet

But I just can’t seem to make it right

Cause it’s easy to see what makes your insides

But just believe me when I say

I’m a human, I’m a substance abuser

A cold hearted man with an act to die sooner

But just believe me when I say

I’m a human, I’m a substance abuser

A cold hearted man with an act to die sooner