Speakeasy - Visuals Lyrics

I don't think I feel at home in this world anymore
I burn my feet when I roam and my legs feel sore
Sometimes it feels as if it's naive hope
So I'm just enraging the machine and I'm trying to cope

Now life is catching your "sins", you think it's snapping your wings
Your heart is pumping it stings, poison runs through your veins
Addicted to the cult

It's not you fault, it's just visuals
It's not you fault, it's just visuals
It's not you fault, it's just visuals
It's not you fault, it's just visuals

Part of the brotherhood, and it doesn't feel good
You don't fit in like you should
You're floating 'round and 'round
You seek your comfort in the sound
Somehow everything you say, gets twisted 'round some wicked way
So you stay silent for now, don't get caught in the games they play

Sometimes the sound fails to sooth, you lose control of your mood
Addicted to your beliefs

All that you see, are just fallacies
All that you see, are just fallacies
All that you see, are just fallacies
What you believe, are just fallacies

It's not your fault, it's just visuals

I'm not your fault, I'm just a visual
I'm not your fault, I'm just a visual
I'm not your fault, I'm just a visual
It's not your fault it's just visuals

It's just visuals