Текст (слова) песни: Nerve Agents, the - Just A Visual

 
All of you want, that pretty picture 
The perfection, that illusion has got your head 
Strive, strive, strive, but the image eludes your reality 
On your deathbed, empty handed, it might all sink in 
And as you tune out 
It hits you 
It was just a visual 
And then it hits you 
It was just a visual
 

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