gatya

O mne

And so we go, on with our lives
We know the truth, but prefer lies
Lies are simple, simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can?
Admit defeat, live in decline
Be the victim of our own design
The status quo, built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck?
Fellow members
Club ˝We`ve Got Ours˝
I`d like to introduce you to our host
He`s got his, and I`ve got mine
Meet The Decline