Monkey Game Silence

(hm-mm-mm) You spin the story like a web of thread

Whispering secrets to make us dread

Kotryna and Gabija playing their

game

Leaving us dirty with all the blame

You need the spotlight,

you crave the eyes

Feeding everyone

your painted lies (oh-oh)

Why do you

play this foolish part?

Tearing us down to heal your fragile heart?

You manipulate the ones who stay close To turn our trust into

a ghost

We see right through it,

we see the design

The whole family running

out of time

Swinging through lies, no control or grace

Just acting wild all over the place

But we know the truth behind the scene

No matter how dirty you make the screen

(no matter how, yeah)

I see you, Kotryna,

Gabija... (no more games)