Blindside - SpectraSoul

Don’t sending eye, the law fit signal

Blinded by ways, it down

And taking your soul, taking your soul away

There’s this intrusive space, the train of silence, remain

Why do you all, smile, do you

If you’re making no time, making no time to listen

You been a fool on yourself

You can’t put a price on your own head

You been a fool on yourself you know

The more you run it through your mind

The more you make it work sometime

Sometime, sometime, sometime… sometime