The Fascination of Self-Sabotage
There's something in your eyes
Like you're ready for war
A dance of decadence
Where all sense degrade
Lock me away
Lock those heavy doors
It couldn't be more than a glance
For this kind of play
Dragging down
Through thorny veins
On tender knees
Your spirits drained
They've drained
Lock me away
Lock those heavy doors
Just make sure that it hurts
For this kind of play
Like you're ready for war
A dance of decadence
Where all sense degrade
Lock me away
Lock those heavy doors
It couldn't be more than a glance
For this kind of play
Dragging down
Through thorny veins
On tender knees
Your spirits drained
They've drained
Lock me away
Lock those heavy doors
Just make sure that it hurts
For this kind of play
Credits
Writer(s): Skoervald Felix, Christensen Arvid Per Joakim, Gustafsson Lucas Olof, Alatalo Emelie, Bauer Tobias John
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