Malice

From the real world you'll be eliminated
Don't need that much to get you down and out
No look, no touch, no dream, no conversation
No sign, no call, no explanation

It won't take long you've been suffocated in the bog of words you've been proud of
In every way you anticipated to your own decay that will be near soon

Say right to me what you mean
Time goes by
Say it right to my face, got to make it up
Time goes by

Don't need that much to get you frustrated
One look, one voice, a simple message
Just take your time, and we will find out who's behind the mask of all those smooth talks
From the real world you've been eliminated
No sign, no call, no explanation
In every way you've anticipated to your own decay so we can move on

Time to make a change
Or it will end up in my own way
Got to make it up
Or I will be gone
I will be gone

No, it doesn't feel right
No, nothing to do with it