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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Callahan / Paul Hurrell / Tom Watling / Gary Summerlin
Composer
Tom Watling
Lyrics
歌詞
She lied
I'm so tired, so cynical
These games again
Unoriginal
There's limitations
And expectations
Mindlessly act as if this were nothing
Blood in sand
Turns to black
Blue fire, awakening
Go!
What the fuck bitch is your goal?
You turn your back from me
I don't recognise
Your face
I see impure sight
False tears, no hesitation
So blind, so ignorant
Am I alone?
Am I alone?
I always was
She knows not to look back
The angel inside, bleeds from breaking mirrors
That'll bleed you if you're guilty
Like fuck you are
Behold, the truth be told unfold
The lies beneath so cold
The day you joined your soul
What the fuck bitch is your...
Goal for us
Deprive me
Blood fucked
Where's your conscience?
You'd leave me back to die
Written by: Tom Callahan / Paul Hurrell / Tom Watling / Gary Summerlin, Tom Watling
