Death by Stereo
You know that day after day they try to break our resolution
Comes of as this is the price to pay
What if it was to make up for what you lack in your convictions
Maybe you're not just alive in vain
What if you try to deny the maledicence of what we are?
It feels like part of the games we play
Take a look through the window pane, and you'll see no absolution
All but an evil that goes beyond recall
In the dawn of these hazy days where we stand in piles of ashes
You still expect me to sit and wipe the dust that falls
Out in the dead of the night
Look out before you get in the car
Accept we only got dusk till' dawn
A muffled thump from the roof
The scent of peppermint and cigar
The city lights still occult the stars
Take a look through the window pane, and you'll see no absolution
All but an evil that goes beyond recall
In the dawn of these hazy days where we stand in piles of ashes
You still expect me to sit and wipe the dust that falls
Take a look through the window pane, and you'll see no absolution
All but an evil that goes beyond recall
In the dawn of these hazy days where we stand in piles of ashes
You still expect me to sit and wipe the dust that falls in my eyes
Comes of as this is the price to pay
What if it was to make up for what you lack in your convictions
Maybe you're not just alive in vain
What if you try to deny the maledicence of what we are?
It feels like part of the games we play
Take a look through the window pane, and you'll see no absolution
All but an evil that goes beyond recall
In the dawn of these hazy days where we stand in piles of ashes
You still expect me to sit and wipe the dust that falls
Out in the dead of the night
Look out before you get in the car
Accept we only got dusk till' dawn
A muffled thump from the roof
The scent of peppermint and cigar
The city lights still occult the stars
Take a look through the window pane, and you'll see no absolution
All but an evil that goes beyond recall
In the dawn of these hazy days where we stand in piles of ashes
You still expect me to sit and wipe the dust that falls
Take a look through the window pane, and you'll see no absolution
All but an evil that goes beyond recall
In the dawn of these hazy days where we stand in piles of ashes
You still expect me to sit and wipe the dust that falls in my eyes
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Writer(s): Marc Nero
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