Lover, you are my tantamount Keeping my feet on solid ground And I need you, I do But I don't need your fear
This is the new face of death: The face of endless torment It's where your war is and where your life will end At the hands of peasant's son: You think you'll run But I know where you hide Among the rats and snakes and faithless men "Oh, father pray for me" They've filled me with lies to the brim Shit Down in the city, ain't got no water I've gotta be the man, I can for my daughter
I'm coming out tomorrow Lie to me baby, I'm afraid I'm coming out tomorrow either way
We are the new face of death So, take a good hard look We're underneath your skin We want the lives you took paid for in red Got you looking underneath your bed: For this monster you created. Now get bent All out of shape I'll fucking break you
If you're out here to run, then shut the fuck up
Lover, you are my Antebellum Seizure over the weaker of meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
