Из альбома: The History of Saints
Dangerous
The devil's game we play with empty women
Of all types - and this is my side
I threw away all my love for humankind
After you
Only few close to home can trust me
And I swear it's not me, it's you
Who made this monster rage
Will this turn around
And bring back something
Well we have waited
Waited for nothing
What is the problem that we share?
I am? I am!
I smoked and dosed those years away
I fell asleep while bouncing off a median
I wished for this
My stupidity is never forgotten
Wait for me to arrive
Prepare the ashes tonight
Tonight we bleed this lie
The faithful wait in silence
Listening for your cries tonight
Tonight we bleed this lie
Waste is the only way to describe
The modern relationship
You made this monster rage