Tytuł: Twisted Lines

• Wykonawca: Hocico
• Wyświetleń: 309

Paint again without colors
   Drawing lines is not enough
   All your acts aren't drawings
   You can't hide them anymore
   You can laugh, but you can't feign
   That this line doesn't matter
   You can try, but you can't get
   What hands need to create
  
   Drawings vanish, time says
   You're about to paint your fate
   Now watch your step or you could stumble
   Stumble on your fucking dirt
   You can see, but you can't face
   What your fear's about to taste
   You can try, but can't learn
   That scorn's what you deserve
  
   Whoever you are
   Whatever you want from me
   Whatever you say
   Fuck off and walk
  
   Draw yourself you'll see nothing
   You're just ink in a wrong place
   The wrong words, the wrong faces
   Twisted lines is all what you paint
   You can see, but you can't face
   What your fear's about to taste
   You can try, but you can't learn
   That scorn's what you deserve
  
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