Iconoclast

We all live in
A tiny crowded box
Filled up with
Little empty minds
All so crushed
Up and deep inside
For such a long long
Long condemned time

Afraid to open up our hearts
Winding shut our sunken eyes
Can´t catch a glimpse of all the crimes
Commited by the ones inside

Iconoclast
Make mistakes, be on demand, make it last
Iconoclast
Build empires, be on fire, have a blast

It´s such a shinny
Freaking perfect place
To be where no
No one dares to stay
With fear running
Fastly through your veins
Melting down your
Frozen iced days

So let your life happen to you
Slowly take you by surprise
Act insane, to hell, for all you know
Could be the chance of a lifetime

We´d like to call all our employees, please drop your tools and just follow the sound of music...
Blood... sweat... tears