Raise up the ghosts of the dead - I won't die like them Push past the point of raw emotion - I will breathe Exist with a broken spirit - I will die complete
You were so euphoric I saw... the future in your eyes A Cascade of emotion Brings me to... the summit of defeat My trust was misplaced Like the truth
Crystal clear I see the rose is frail The thorns hide easily in its beauty As I go to grasp it in my hand My heart is torn beating from my chest Let
Lie! Sometimes this beauty is choking me but at least its your hands at my throat Your lashes brush against my cheek coupled with your breath on my neck
Starving searching this barren wasteland Trying to grasp being this alone Pleading for a breath of fresh air, someone's standing on my chest Dying I'
Regarde ce bazar. Il pensait qu?il pouvait rouler Dieu Elle est partie a l?automne. Il a un visage de chien frappe Maintenant il devient tout ce que
know me see why in shadows I hide Lest be thy own defeat Contence refined Truth might falter give up your vows update the aura of the shadowlit facade
in black again I can't believe that she's still with him For how long will you try? How long until you walk away? Your facade can't disguise The
love The facade falls down And when the bricks fall from the tricks The facade falls down The facade falls down The facade falls down The facade falls down The facade
I belong? I don't know! In what do I believe? Where should I go? What should I do? [Chorus] I'm not a part of you. Your cruel facade isn't true. I'm
wrestle with this state What a dirty facade The coming of an ugly file Every guide is ill-timed Purely lit for the lofty kind What a dirty facade
Lost among the rind, the wastes of space, the ones we hold so high... Something's different here, maybe the air, maybe a different look; a smile. ...
in black again I can't believe that she's still with him For how long will you try? How long until you walk away? Your facade can't disguise The fact
everything fades as i decline this facade burns away and behind it all lies nothing but emptiness and pain
Look at this mess He thought he was cheatin' God She leaves in the autumn His face like a beaten dog Now he's become everything that you hate He's just
Put up your wall, mother fucker Maybe I won't see threw it Or maybe I will, Who knows Put on your act, bitch Maybe I won't see threw that shit Put up
Like broken dreams of rich men Who really don't have much A pocketbook of promises Their dreams are made of such But silent desperation sold They shop
without disdain A disgrace on the beyond That can never be undone Who shall rise and unveil The Facade of Reality? Is there still room for new
