Our Fates Running Parallel

I tried to find a silver line in your subtleties

Have I lose the frame of my identity?
Is it finally happening?

I keep bad company
Such bad company
Bad company
Oh

And now there's nothing comforting save for the fact
That the poison was made for the cure

The liar speaks in tongues
I'll cut them all out

It's all inside and out
There's only state of confusion these faded illusions
Nobody know what they came here for it is euphemistic at its core
These blurred out lines
Make me question our dark designs
I am set to fail why is nothing real except our fates running parallel?

I'm so sick of the noises
But what are my choices?

I tried to find a silver line in your subtleties
Have I lost the frame of my identity?
Am I so undeserving?

I keep bad company
Such bad company
Bad company
Oh

And now there's nothing left for me

I'm so sick of the mother fucking poison
But what are my choices?



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Sanfilippo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link