Seazon of the Fly
PLASTIC DAN SCHEPERS / BRIAN HELMIN / JAMES SWENSEN-FLAGG

I’m born in hypocrisy.
So much world to see.
Blind to what will be.
Innocence is passing.

Grown.
Nothing’s what it seems.
Gone are all the dreams.
Who do i believe?
It’s all so plastic.

So look into my eyes can’t you see my reality?
I’m closing my mind to the world that surrounds me.
Don’t look into my mind, don’t wanna feel my reality.
I’m closing my eyes to a world made of plastic.

Shown.
Nothing’s left but time.
Reach for the divine.
In a sense, it’s passing.

So look into my eyes can’t you see my reality?
I’m closing my mind to the world that surrounds me.
Don’t look into my mind, don’t wanna feel my reality.
I’m closing my eyes to a world made of plastic.

Still unknown as time has its way with me.
Fear the change to start again.