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Nya skivan är BRUTAL!!!!
tack som fan risti!!
http://www.myspace.com/yourdemise
look me in the eyes, swallow your pride.
tell me what you think of me.
Can't
you see all I need, is a breath of fresh air
from the bullshit you keep
feeding me
I'm know I'm a suspect as much as a victim
at least i've got the
balls admit
after all that I said
after all that I've done
I still know I'm
this piece of shit
So go ahead and tell me
I can see it on your
lips
you've always burned by the warmth from us all
and now your shoulders
chipped.
spit your rage, speak your fire,
let the flames of hatred hit
me.
Burn me all you like
let the flames lick higher
It's all whats left
that I need
Now when was it ever about taking sides?
everyones had enough
of you
I've seen the monster you've become
after all the shit we've been put
through
Everyone has to fucking talk
Everyone has to say their piece
No
one can take a moment to feel what I feel
No one gets to chance talk
Nobody
gets to say their piece
Your burning tongue won't let a single person get a
word out
Now nobodies left to burn
they've all packed up and left you
now
I don't know where to begin
convincing you that your not who you think you
are
you're just your best friends enemy
You can't look me in the eyes, You
can't swallow your pride
tell me what you think of me
can't you see all I
need is a breath of fresh air
from your indecency
tack som fan risti!!
http://www.myspace.com/yourdemise
look me in the eyes, swallow your pride.
tell me what you think of me.
Can't
you see all I need, is a breath of fresh air
from the bullshit you keep
feeding me
at least i've got the
balls admit
after all that I said
after all that I've done
I still know I'm
this piece of shit
I can see it on your
lips
you've always burned by the warmth from us all
and now your shoulders
chipped.
let the flames of hatred hit
me.
Burn me all you like
let the flames lick higher
It's all whats left
that I need
everyones had enough
of you
I've seen the monster you've become
after all the shit we've been put
through
Everyone has to say their piece
No
one can take a moment to feel what I feel
No one gets to chance talk
Nobody
gets to say their piece
Your burning tongue won't let a single person get a
word out
they've all packed up and left you
now
I don't know where to begin
convincing you that your not who you think you
are
you're just your best friends enemy
can't swallow your pride
tell me what you think of me
can't you see all I
need is a breath of fresh air
from your indecency
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