Ben Moody - 22 текст песни

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What a tragic affection to harbor
A solace-seeking salvation to squander
Such a beautiful burden to bear alone, I know
Read some fictions of violence
Breaking the silence, hiding awake from the deception
Guarding desperate secrets buried below
And you know

Chorus
Tell me again your fucked-up excuses
Dying fighting a life of abuse, when
Fame is your game
You say I’m to blame
But you know
But you know

This moment carries my last hesitation
Seducing anger to haste a separation
Your solemn piece of a guilty net it grows so cold [I know most of that line isn’t quite right]
Every breath now strengthens my affliction
My tears have faded, all hope with your conviction
You were never the martyr you pretended to be
And you know

Chorus

Tell me again your faultless excuses
Holding on at the end of a news, when
Fame is your game
You say I’m to blame
But you know
But you know

How they love you now
Teardrops rain down
Nobody cares, nobody cares

Chorus

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