Grafika

Bury all your secrets in my skin Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again So if you love me let me go And run away before I know My heart is just too dark to care I can't destroy what isn't there

Bury all your secrets in my skin Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again So if you love me let me go And run away before I know My heart is just too dark to care I can't destroy what isn't there

Bury all your secrets in my skin Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again So if you love me let me go And run away before I know My heart is just too dark to care I can't destroy what isn't there

Deliver me into my fate If I'm alone I cannot hate I don't deserve to have you Ooh, my smile was taken long ago If I can change I hope I never knowI only wish you weren't my friend Then I could hurt you in the end I never claimed to be a saint Ooh, my own was banished long ago It took the death of hope to let you go

I did my time, and I want out So effusive fate It doesn't cut, The soul is not so vibrant The reckoning, the sickening Back at you, subversion Pseudo-sacred with psycho virgin Go drill your deserts, Go dig your graves

Remember, Surrender, The time is now Continue, We're in you, And we will burn your cities down America is a killing name It doesn't feel or discriminate Life is just a killing field It's all that's left, nothing's real Throw away your disposable past And fall apart like a cigarette ash We are the fatal and vital ones of the world And we will burn your cities down What if god doesn't care? What if god doesn't care? America is a killing name It doesn't feel or discriminate Life is just a killing field It's all that's left, nothing's real Throw away your disposable past And fall apart like a cigarette ash We are the fatal and vital ones of the world And we will burn your cities down Down

Fifty seconds, a hundred murders The bill of rights is a bill of sale. What will you do when the war is over? What will you do when your systems fail!? We have made the present obsolete. What do you want? What do you need? We'll find a way, When all hope is gone! We've seen the fall of the elite. Bury your life, Take your disease. We'll end the world, When all hope is gone!

I am the reason your future suffers I am the hatred you won't embrace I am the worm of a pure distinction I am the remedy, spit in my face All your lies and wars are out-dated All your subjects are dulling mind games I can rattle off a million other reasons why But doesn't matter when the only thing we love will die