Texty: Sonic Syndicate. Plans Are For People.
It's not enough
(It's not enough)
To be yourself,
(To be yourself)
You have to be your best self.
From the point of view
There is no kingdom,
There's no kingdom in the clouds.
You keep preaching the words you receive,
Receive from the maker.
But what if God is not the sender?
So what's it like to be put to sleep
Because it keeps the sun imploding.
The same old story,
No way to find me
Every time that you want me.
[Chorus:]
I try not to make plans,
Plans are for people
In control of their own life.
It's good for the hunter,
Bad for the hunted.
See the world for what it is.
Every day I searched
(Every day I searched)
Your face for clues,
(Your face for clues,)
Looking for a window
To strike into you mind.
When the chips are down,
...
And that your heart is any stronger
So what's it like to be put to sleep
Because it keeps the sun imploding.
The same old story,
No way to find me
Every time that you want me.
[Chorus:]
I try not to make plans,
Plans are for people
In control of their own life.
It's good for the hunter,
Bad for the hunted.
See the world for what it is.
As I walk the surface of the sun,
It makes me feel alive,
Alive again.
[Chorus:]
I try not to make plans,
Plans are for people
In control of their own life.
It's good for the hunter,
Bad for the hunted.
See the world for what it is.
I try not to make plans,
Plans are for people
In control of their own life.
It's good for the hunter,
Bad for the hunted.
See the world for what it is.
(It's not enough)
To be yourself,
(To be yourself)
You have to be your best self.
From the point of view
There is no kingdom,
There's no kingdom in the clouds.
You keep preaching the words you receive,
Receive from the maker.
But what if God is not the sender?
So what's it like to be put to sleep
Because it keeps the sun imploding.
The same old story,
No way to find me
Every time that you want me.
[Chorus:]
I try not to make plans,
Plans are for people
In control of their own life.
It's good for the hunter,
Bad for the hunted.
See the world for what it is.
Every day I searched
(Every day I searched)
Your face for clues,
(Your face for clues,)
Looking for a window
To strike into you mind.
When the chips are down,
...
And that your heart is any stronger
So what's it like to be put to sleep
Because it keeps the sun imploding.
The same old story,
No way to find me
Every time that you want me.
[Chorus:]
I try not to make plans,
Plans are for people
In control of their own life.
It's good for the hunter,
Bad for the hunted.
See the world for what it is.
As I walk the surface of the sun,
It makes me feel alive,
Alive again.
[Chorus:]
I try not to make plans,
Plans are for people
In control of their own life.
It's good for the hunter,
Bad for the hunted.
See the world for what it is.
I try not to make plans,
Plans are for people
In control of their own life.
It's good for the hunter,
Bad for the hunted.
See the world for what it is.