Naïveté In Black Songtext / Lyric

Guess we're all running out of time

So live your own life and let me live mine

To each their own to question why

We're all just links that forge the chain of life



But who am I to interfere

Think for yourself and keep your conscience really clear



Learn from each other so they say

But no-one listens to them anyway

Inactive factions stir in time

Procrastination at the scene of the crime






There's no return, no guarantee

Accept the terms and let your fate be free be free



You gotta let yourself see

And let your feelings go free

Accept your own ability

Don't want to end up like me



A dynasty of doubt and hate

Religion, politics, self-mutilate

The privilege of being here

All born from nothing 'til we disappear



There's no return, no guarantee

Accept the terms and let your fate be free, you're free