Текст Tiny Moving Parts – Fair Trade

I see these icicles, they’re melting around me.
An indication to hydrate my body.
Drink the poison. It’s only a matter of time before we attend each other’s funerals.

I suppose the future is sick.

And I want you to know,
Sometimes I feel like a ghost,
The one who stays quiet and floats
Around with some knowledge that no one else knows.

I feel like a ghost!
And I want you to know

It only takes a moment
To make you understand
Where exactly I am!

A fraction of a second
A fraction of a second
Listen. Listen!
Listen. Listen!

The image inside my head went according to plan,
I feel weak in the knees believing this actually happens.
Silence drowns in confusion.
Just let it go. Let it go!

It was a handshake to fulfill a fair trade
It was a handshake (Handshake!)
Now please, take me away. Dismantle my brain.

Dear mom and dad, I’m not afraid!
Can you tell this by looking at your son’s face?!
If I die in my sleep tonight,
Well at least my bed is already made!