[Lyric] The Nose (Flue [NL])

Fear and distress are your trade
Dealing with others' faith
Sell anger and aggression
The gain is some fashion depression

Your store ins the music shop
Robbing personality is the job
Solitude arranged in blocks of four
Waiting for a victim at the door

Big artificial nose
Is this how far perception goes
Eyes closed, smelling dust
Concerning yourself as the only trust

Frustration as commercial disease
You interfere imagine to please
But does your music relievе the pain
Or do you want anger to sustain?

Big artificial nose
This is how far your pеrception goes
Glad to have eyes and ears as well
Don't have to rely on that nasty smell
The spectrum is a richer one
At least my freedom hasn't gone