I Need Answers Songtext
von L.A. Salami

Stormy weather
In the cracks of an altered art
Hold my form together
As a solemn heart

I know that the marvel makes up the things I see
And fills me with affection
But I will lose the vision of individuality
If I go in this direction


Dirty fingers
Washing down
The need for thinkers
To concede to clowns
But, but, I don′t feel sold
For morning's sake
It′d be more insane
To sit here mourning saints

I can't think no more
I can't think no more

I know I′m the conception of my reality
I′m a brave mid from imperfection
Does the answer lie within me, true dualities
If there's no meaning upon reflection?

I need answers
I need answers
I need answers
I need answers