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Roses are red
The seed has been spread Three can keep a secret if two of them's dead Blood on their hands Cut family bands Not enough life without been given the chance Are we meant to be angels fallin' or do we live to survive? This illusion ain't my way when everybody is walking out on On the road to strict perfection Only the beauty live to tell This is the source of all the infections Jaded, but I won't fade out with you Monsters been fed Thousand ahead It's all in your books but has never been said I colour my art black for my heart Running 'til I run no more I'm back from the start Are we meant to be angels fallin' or do we live to survive? This illusion ain't my way when everybody is walking out on On the road to strict perfection Only the beauty live to tell This is the source of all the infections Jaded, but I won't fade out with you No I won't fade out with you Livin' my life love self-destruction No I won't fade out with you what is your fear Invitations are here Cry a river inside but never shed any tears Me and my saint You and your taint Born in the middle And the story maintain Are we meant to be angels fallin' or do we live to survive? This illusion ain't my way when everybody is walking out on Are we meant to be angels fallin' or do we live to survive? This illusion ain't my way when everybody is walking out on, everybody is walking out on On the road to strict perfection Only the beauty live to tell This is the source of all the infections Jaded, but I won't fade out with you x2 |
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