Goes, it comes and goes Although you try to hide it always shows And i try never to pretend i know You flick that safety catch and off we...
Go! go! shoot him down, shoot him down ?? and sow the only thing you've left to show
In faith, against your faith That carres a look of love in to your face As if you look proud of this disgrace Accelerate and charging through the days You try not to listen anyway, not this day Regardless of the words i had to say Reputation's not an alibi
Go! go! shoot him down, shoot him down ?? and sow the only thing you've left to show
(my time is your time there wont be a later)
What do you see when you close your eyes Like royalty or magic numbers or Popular opinion just to prove that are right A sugar spoon feed in with draw And still needing for more I ask you why you try The lights that guide you will burn and blind you
No tomorrow No tomorrow
What cannot speak cannot lie i beg for more patience But you're still wasting, i should not hope to make apologies
Find a face, put it on Pretend there's no tomorrow Find a face, put it on Pretend there's no tomorrow
Compositores: Jonathan Ross Ellis, Mark John Heron, Michael James Vennart, Richard Anthony Ingram, Steven John Durose ECAD: Obra #4791453