Text písně Until The End: The Look, The Games, The Lies

The Look, The Games, The Lies


Cut out your tongue
For every lie that's escaped from it
Every word you've ever spoke,
Has been proven meaningless
Cut out your tongue
You've cried so much about revenge,
Who will buy your deceptions now
Next time you shed a tear
You will think of us again
What the water can't cleanse,
it burns holes in your soul
We'll find pieces of your face, all over the interstate
Thanks for all the empty memories,
Now there nothing sort of lies
Your five minutes sermons,
Pulled the wool over our eyes
You've cried so much about revenge
Who will buy your deceptions now
The next time you shed a tear
You will think of us one again
What the water can't cleanse, burns your soul







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