The Passenger Lyrics


A pointless being with primitive ideals

Keeps crawling under my skin

His brainwashed mind is such a waste of human flesh

And his world is built on lies and dreams

Passenger

Time is burning fast

It's time to find another hand to feed your shallow dreams

I'm struggling to be released from these chains

But the lack of alternatives keeps holding me back

So i keep exploiting the hunger that i appease

And i know that time is on my side

Passenger

Your time is running out

Your journey has come to its end

Passenger

Time is burning fast

It's time to find another hand to feed your shallow dreams