Close The Book We tread inside wrecks of the grind Leaving our perfections behind While our soul corrodes and unwinds Trying not to lose the thread of life Wheels of bullshit turn just Like the karmic wheel of samsara Don't hold on to visions and to patterns It's all in your mind The big picture will never care Let it go and release Relinquish all control to recieve Butterflies will move their wings Wheels of bullshit turn just Like the karmic wheel of samsara Don't hold on to visions and to patterns It's all in your mind Wheels of bullshit turn just Like the karmic wheel of samsara Let it write its own course Just a passage in an empty book To hell with your soul To hell with your disappointments To hell with your earth To hell with your education To hell with your greed To hell with your reputation To hell with your love It won't matter it can't save you Wheels of bullshit turn just Like the karmic wheel of samsara Don't hold on to visions and to patterns It's all in your mind Wheels of bullshit turn just Like the karmic wheel of samsara Let it write its own course Just a passage in an empty book
