Sublime - Intellectual

[INTRO]

Se alguém causa ainda pena a tua chaga

Apedreja essa mão vil que te afaga

Escarra nessa boca que te beija

Sitting in my car

Stopped on a countryside road

Where the darkness prevails

Trying to make sense of flooded doubts

Screaming my lungs out

There's so much that's better not to know

What you took for granted, destroyed by close ones

Did Moloch think that was his place by right?

‘Cause Two and two always makes up five

I just want to be sublime

Let my body float through the void of spacе

Live for you all and be forgotten

And bе forgotten

I just want to be sublime

I don't want to be sublime

Sublime