I'll follow your every move in a stride that wills disguise Little markings clue the find Your red lips speak of painted figures The teeth of mangled little listeners The thoughts that hide your rusty scissors there And hooded men are swinging honesty across this violence Obscurity has no hero
The world looks better when you’re falling Grace to comfort enough to crawling Divided we must Pray for the broken No one could fix us We are, we'll always be The wronged
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Your touch seethes of emptiness The callous tips against the brush The world's now breaking off to crust
The world looks better when you’re falling Grace to comfort enough to crawling Divided we must Pray for the broken No one could fix us We are, we'll always be The wronged
We’re conspiring
Where was your heart When we needed it most? Live in denial And I'll be your ghost There is nothing to let go Only time will let you know If you're worth anything and you know then That I'm giving up way too early Let the axis turn you free And destroy everything you love
The world looks better when you’re falling Grace to comfort enough to crawling Divided we must Pray for the broken No one could fix us We are, we are We are, we are We are, we'll always be The wrongedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
