Lyrics

Timeless favour, there might be strings tied Speeches, restless interrogation There lies on streets, lie there with me Catching fever, I don't think of life as obsolete Jealous, fertile, cut from the safety of This life, these faces, I've walked in place at Which point I'll ignore A motiveless crime A motiveless crime A motiveless crime I've witnessed Timeless favour, there might be strings attached Catching fever, I don't think of life as out of reach A motiveless crime A motiveless crime A motiveless crime I've witnessed