[Verse 1]
I don't know what I am for but I know what I am against
I'm sickened to death by men, I'm bored to death with myself
I'm sick of the narratives, I'm done with apologies
I'm sick of conspiracies, the truth is a dead disease
I can't breathe when I hate this much, I'm gonna burn all my fucking flags
I sound like a dying cause, I won’t listen anymore

[Chorus]
Even our dreams are intellectual like an ancient stone circle
Tightly bound to a rigid dogma, will they last or take us under?
Even our screams are intravenous, I'm so ashamed of my self-cеnsoring
Why do I feel old and vulnerable? We all know who's rеsponsible
Even our dreams are intellectual like an ancient stone circle
Tightly bound to a rigid dogma, will they last or take us under?

[Outro]
Even our dreams are intellectual like an ancient stone circle
Tightly bound to a rigid dogma, will they last or take us under?

[Instrumental Outro]