Down to Our Bones

Yes, we're to blame
We let this happen
We invited you in
And told you all our secrets
Displayed all our dreams
We're to blame

No, we did not see
What became obvious
Instead we just believed
We weren't good enough
We let ourselves be fooled
Like little bitches
Like you

We feel sick
Sick down to, down to our bones
We feel sick
We feel it drain our souls

Yes, it's that insane
It's that ridiculous
We let a hopeless fucking leech
Take away our greatness
We laid still in the mud
Like little bitches
With you

We feel sick
Sick down to, down to our bones
We feel sick
We feel it drain our souls

You can't see me
Not completely
You don't know me
Not even slightly

We feel sick
Sick down to, down to our bones
We feel sick
We feel it drain our souls

Feel it drain, feel it drain, feel it drain
Feel it drain, feel it drain, feel it drain
Feel it drain, feel it drain, feel it drain
Feel it drain, feel it drain, feel it drain



Credits
Writer(s): Sandra Oliveira
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