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Trophy Scars - Burning Mirror şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Trophy Scars

albüm: Holy Vacants


We take a bath
We get dressed up
We hit the club for a dance
We shake some hands
Get back in my car
We're on the road by 10
I watch the moon turn red
I crank some early Zep
I hear your laughter dawdle behind me
I feel your sick breath on my neck
You hurt me
Yeah you did
I bite my tongue
I fix my tie
Adjusting my eyes to the moon
Every shadow
Now perfectly gaping
Dressing your face like a wound
Coveting life as a wolf
Hopelessly selfish alone
Without your barrel under my chin
I take a good look at your throat
I'm gonna hurt you
Yeah I will
I slam my foot on the brakes going eighty
Every vacant behind us exploding
I lift your face off the dash
You gurgle and spit then you ask
"Am I the monster you fear in your nightmares
Or is it the poltergeist seen in your mirror?"
All I can do is laugh
For all the youth that we had
I pull the car off the road
I pull you out the window
I drag you through the rugged stones
I hear the cruel snaps in your bones
I ask you if you ever loved me
All you say is "please"
That's not what I want, that's not what you'll get
I cry while you beg on your knees
I can't forgive you
You won't forgive me
Baby I thought this was it
I thought we'd be better than this
I thought about moonlighting gangsters
Some Bonnie and Clyde type of shit
Awful antics aside
I'm choosing a suicide
Gripping my legs, my tears in your hair
I feel our smug faith rob us blind
It's not what I wanted
But it's what we deserve
Every angel, in every tear drop
Every little ghost that we drank
Screaming for a brief conclusion
A massive plate of blood that we ate
We used to think we were young
But now all we are are wolves
We had it coming, with our eager stomachs
I ruined us both over love
Depart from the horror filled
Nightmares of blood we spilled
Our souls we gave to the wind
Depart from the qeres root
Your business and leisure suit
Turn all your fears to the wind
Scream "Save me,"
"I'm cold."
Depart from the youth we built
On summers and horror films
Give up our bones to the wind
Depart from our endlessness
Our friendly unfriendliness
Embers blown out in the wind
If we got 'em, save our souls.

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