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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Fulton-Hamilton
Songwriter
Harry Warren
Songwriter
Chayce Swain
Songwriter
Dan Peat
Songwriter
Texty
I'll spare no thought, no sympathy
For anybody who's a slave to apathy
Can you deny
That nobody's born with hate inside
I'm done, with all the lies
All the bullshit you cannot disguise
I've tried, to build a life
Devoid of conflict and pointless strife
On and on, and it's all the same
Too many harlots and not enough saints
All the time you're asking who is to blame?
And every time you say it's only a game?
Suffer
No longer
Accept your grief, and let it set you free
I see through the veil of your deceit
That drags me down
Nothing can hide your hypocrisy
You're exposed from the inside out
Even now, I still hear your name
Instead of thriving all you do is complain
How does it feel
To know your queen has found another king to kneel to?
Too many times
Too many nights trying to make sure you're fine
You'd cry, and still I'd try
But you would push me, shove me over the fucking line
God forbid I respected you
(Over the fucking line)
And god forbid I thought you'd respect me too
I see, through the veil of your deceit
That drags me down
Nothing can hide your hypocrisy
You're exposed from the inside out
Afterall, that's been said and done
How can you not accept, that you were wrong?
You were wrong
You've deceived me for the last time
Never more will I protect you
I've no more pity left for you inside
Your memory will rot inside your Tomb
Written by: Chayce Swain, Dan Peat, Harry Warren, Robert Fulton-Hamilton
