Observation slave - Soilwork

Find a piece of land, a million demands

And try to make it once again

A piece of land to make it a plan

Always trying to be one with the making

Waiting for a statement, how will I know

It wasn’t my engagement, the scars just grows

Such a slave and a sucker for observation

Just let it pass, no questions asked

Decide and try to find, a step behind

A shape that will assure you how

The essence is defined, it takes no disguise

Don’t wanna see yourself in no trouble

It comes to an end

With my trust in hand

Please let me stand

With all my perception

I let myself wait

From all the infection

That comes in my way

Like a swarm

Under pressure, too many times

I can barely fight it back

No intentions, no obsessions

That can change my mind

It comes to an end

With my trust in hand

Please let me stand

With all my perception

I let myself wait

From all the infection

That comes in my way

This is my life and I’m still amazed

I should have turned and walked all over

This is my life and I’ve now prevailed

And reached my goal

This is my time cause it’s all erased

This is my time and I’m turning to you

It makes me strive in a conscious way

But not alone

Confusing directions

Were running my state

From all the infection

That comes in my way

With all my perception

I let myself wait