Clairvoyant - The Contortionist

You’d rather be in dark, than know what we are

It’s easier

Delusions of grandeur are easier

What’s the price of it?

What’s the price of it?

We’re only killing ourselves each and every day

Despite what we believe, there’s a difference between

Us and others

They’ll offer silver and gold

The only colors they know

For these things they can’t compose

'Cause they don’t know what I know

We’d sell you our souls, but they’re golden

And that’s far too much for you

I’d sell you these words but I’ve sold them

As I’m sure you already know

You’re clairvoyant (voyant)

You’re clairvoyant (voyant)

You’re clairvoyant (voyant)

You’re clairvoyant (voyant)

You’re clairvoyant (voyant)

Voyant

Voyant

Voyant

What’s the price of it

If we kill ourselves a little bit?

Is it worth it?

Start is relative to end

This has no price attached to it

What’s the price of it?

Fall (Fall)

Fall (Fall)

Fall (Fall)

Fall (Fall)

Fall (Fall)