To save face, you keep the faith. It's the American way I'll do my best to keep the fire burning In fact, it's only a game, you only win if you play You lost it all before you even started
Failure and Sorrow: The only company a cynic ever needs Heartless and Hollow: I find my solace in the endless suffering
Icon of cruelty kills like cancer, but can never control... The weak and envious of lesser gods that do what they're told
A sign, a symbol of loss (I mourn and hold back the flood of tears) I still struggle to hold you here (struggle to hold you) As I wait here for you, it's only right that I suffer (suffer here) And face the wolves at my door and sing a song for the lost
Symbol of life, it’s a waste. Clasping the hands of disgrace Sinking below, there is no higher learning Censor the words that you say. Take the regret to your grave It’s all the same, you’re holding onto heartache
Failure and Sorrow: The only company a cynic ever needs Heartless and Hollow: I find my solace in the endless suffering
Icon of cruelty kills like cancer, but can never control The weak and envious of lesser gods that do what they're toldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
