I should have turned and walked away But I got tangled in your chains A trail of dead for all to see You shut the cage and stole the key
Your state of mind revealed That my love for you was real They say in time wounds heal But I got nothing left to steal
My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed You are the crutch of this disease And I've been locked in your machine Sit here and rot, or break this deal
I spill my blood on the checkered floor You got me crawling back for more You set the trap, I'll take the bait A bed of nails I can't escape
Your state of mind revealed That my love for you was real They say in time wounds heal But I got nothing left to steal
My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed You are the crutch of this disease And I've been locked in your machine Sit here and rot, or break this deal
Now it's so dark that I can't see The mental scars you left on me So dig your nails and grind your teeth I'm in your clutch for eternity
Yeah, I know it's hard for you to see The mental scars you left on me So dig your nails and grind your teeth I'm in your clutch for eternity
My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed You are the crutch of this disease And I've been locked in your machine Sit here and rot, or break this deal
Oh, my mouth is shut, my lips are sealed You are the crutch of this disease And I've been locked in your machine Sit here and rot, or break this deal
Compositores: Aaron Solowoniuk, Benjamin Ian Kowalewicz (SOCAN), Ian D'sa (Billy Talent) (SOCAN), Jon GallantEditores: Dudebox Music (SOCAN), EMI April Music Ltd (SOCAN), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCECAD verificado obra #14641051 em 10/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM