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In Archives - Step Down
04:53
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Truth is another language, which you'll never understand
I'm never good enough to know the truth
you hide behind your lies..
You're showing your true colours in darkest shades of blue
you hide behind your diamond eyes
a broken promise
unanswered questions
forever searching for
Truth is another language
which youll never understand
I'm never good enough to know the truth
you hide behind your lies..
You're showing your true colours in darkest shades of blue
you hide behind your diamond eyes
so I think to myself, I'm making a CHANGE
Im not letting you, get away
with everything, you put me through
youll never change, I deserve the truth.
So Hold on to this moment
as your time starts running out
Hold on to the secrets that you keep
let-ting out.
I'm never good enough to know the truth
you hide behind your lies..
You're showing your true colours in darkest shades of blue
you hide behind your diamond eyes
LET ME BREAK IT DOWN FOR YOU.
I'll make a stand.
create new paths
this is the last time
youll see my face.
wipe your eyes
too late for regrets.
hold your head down
and walk away.
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From Afar - Rome
04:57
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Medusa - Venomous
05:00
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VENOMOUS
We talk all things XX XY, oh
and not for the first time
Here come those chemicals again
I feel them running through my veins
Don't end it just yet
Don't make it so sad
Now the bitch in you comes out to play
I want you but you're venomous
I own you but you're venomous
I hate when you're my nemesis
I want you
Roll on the time when you are mine
Woah
Don't call it so sad
Don't make it so sad
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…and we crawl with blindfolds in the snow,
Broken fingers curl and clamber
Over no mans land to reach you in the cold,
They put all the knives in the backs
And the guns in the mouths of the poor,
The heads will roll through doorways from the killing floor,
We sit in rusting cages, raging with still tongues
When their reign is done,
Raise hands from gutters to the stars
The web is spun,
Stand up and show your scars
Take it, take it from me
The vermin will bleed
And we’ll part the sea
Hurl self-righteous words into the fire of the Earth
And let it burn with their empire,
Don’t follow the hollow and the wicked of the world,
You wanna be a part of psycho-searing-pseudo drama?
If you want a riot man, then why not be the one to start it?
Hold your own, hold your own, regardless of it all
When their reign is done,
Raise hands from gutters to the stars
The web is spun,
Stand up and show your scars
Take it, take it from me
The vermin will bleed
And we’ll part the sea
We wont break,
These cannons take their aim towards your throne,
You fake
When their reign is done,
Raise hands from gutters to the stars
The web is spun,
Stand up and show your scars
Take it, take it from me
The vermin will bleed
And we’ll part the sea
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You want to chew the scene, I want to burn it down.
You’re the loaded rifle cocked against this town.
Bloody hands! Take your hell outside!
‘Love, Life, Spirit’ stretched across your frame.
So tight across your chest.
Sure, if you call that living.
And if you call it progress.
If that’s your fashion,
You’re stained before you’ve even had a chance to bleed for me.
(This is where the bullet entered!)
One day this dialogue of scars will close on you.
And your entry points and exit wounds are all that will fascinate.
(This is where they fell!)
I wake up early to hate this town.
I wake up early to hate what I’ve become.
(What I’ve become!)
You’ve made a wound of this world.
And you’re only twisting the blade.
When they tear out your tongue,
How does it taste?!
If that’s your fashion,
You’re stained before you’ve even had a chance to bleed for me.
(This is where the bullet entered!)
One day this dialogue of scars will close on you.
And your entry points and exit wounds are all that will fascinate.
(This is where they fell!)
You fall for kings below your station!
You bleed for answers I don’t question!
You fall for kings below your station!
You bleed for answers I don’t question!
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So I'm nailed, to my cross,
But there’s no light up above, just hailing rocks,
So you register my fall,
Have I a worth at all?
It’s discontinued,
On your appointments,
And who forgot to give me the memo?
It’s discontinued,
On your engagements,
And now your hour glass has blown-
From my ears, the deafening,
The ticking of the clocks,
There’s no time, to sit and wait for,
Fate to decide where I am set to be,
It’s discontinued,
On your appointments,
And who forgot to give me the memo?
It’s discontinued,
On your engagements,
And now your hour glass has blown-
Get the fuck up!
You’re still waiting for the clocks!
Still waiting ‘till your time is up!
You’re still waiting for the clocks!
Still waiting ‘till your time is up!
Well guess what.... Time is up!
Your Time Is Up!
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