Editor’s note - Intellectual

Give me a little motivation

Show me a cup of good things

Give me a light at the end of the road

That sank so low

The water solves inside of me

Give me a little modulation

Show me the synthesis in life

So when the fire gets out of hand

You'll understand what it means to be alive

Cause all the books in the bedside tables

Tell me go to Hell

And when I open up my heart to something morе

You say I'm messing up the point

My brain goes sorе

Cause all the little people on your desk

Will tell you you're not well

And when I open up my heart

I can't decide between de-saturated art

And suicide (fuck)

I'm losing the will to keep on goin'

I'm losing the will to keep on showin' you

Life is more than little things that never give us more

Losing the will to keep on livin'

I'm losing the will to keep on giving you

Little secrets that won't matter when we leave the shore

I think you left something in my town

Have you lost a spare heart?

And when you put it back in it's place

Don't hide your face

Fell the souls you tore apart

Ignore these little ideations

They don't tell us apart

So when you end up on your own