everybody knows

• the climb'ın principia albümünden bir şarkı, liriks databeyz oh yes:
  
  ever bored in an alcoholic space?
  we're the same on same old plane.
  dying bats in the evening sun
  we're the weirdoes, borrowed
  always made weight in us.
  
  charmed life's dream brings forth sores
  galling things honey, everybody knows.
  
  now i know the tragic point:
  we're jokes of our childhood days.
  dying bats in the evening sun
  we're the stolen, fallen, clinical life forms
  and our bodies die.