Из альбома: A Brand New Subdivision
Charts and graphs,
painted walls,
and these poignant explanations arent enough to clarify,
why i am the victim of another innocent conviction,
ill inject what i confess into the water of the guilty,
and with my fate,
contaminate the lifeline of your city
With a taste of purity,
replace this bitter cyanide you drink,
from empty wells and ried up grails,
and chase it with deceit until you seize
And we follow the lights,
hoping they lead us to land,
(look back and watch this skyline fall)
and our eyes will ignite,
eachothers hearts in our heads,
(and cause eternity to fall)
Three words,
you told the gravest lie
Take our chance with broken glass,
and hope my skin holds us together,
infiltrate the fortress gates,
and i will claim my innocence
With a taste of purity,
replace this bitter cyanide you drink,
from empty wells and ried up grails,
and chase it with deceit until you seize
And we follow the lights,
hoping they lead us to land,
(look back and watch this skyline fall)
and our eyes will ignite,
eachothers hearts in our heads,
(and cause eternity to fall)
Three words,
you told the gravest lie
Three words,
you told the gravest lie
Three words,
you told the gravest lie
Three words,
you told the gravest lie
Three words,
you told the gravest lie
Three words,
you told the gravest lie
Three words,
you told the gravest lie