You're the only one amused By your inconsequential views You'd have to strike me so much harder To even leave a BRUISE SILENCE ALL THE BITTER AND THE USED THEIR NEVER-ENDING STREAM OF ABUSE COMES IN THE FORM OF A CRITICAL EXCHANGE WHEN YOU SAY "How does it feel to be damned?"
We are defenders of the broken life we've chosen And there's no one else to blame We are defenders of loss, the only ones we cross Dig down and find the strength today
YOU RESENT ME LIKE A BASTARD SON WITH SOME CROOKED AIM TO DESTROY TRANSPARENT AS YOUR HOLLOW PRAISE
We are defenders of the broken life we've chosen And there's no one else to blame We are defenders of loss, the only ones we cross Dig down and find the strength today We are defenders of the broken life we've chosen And there's no one else to blame We are defenders of loss, the only ones we cross Dig down and find the strength today
THE STRENGTH TO SAY... "We are defenders of the broken life"
You're the only one amused By your inconsequential views You'd have to strike me so much harder To even leave a bruise
We are defenders of the broken life we've chosen And there's no one else to blame We are defenders of loss, the only ones we cross Dig down and find the strength today We are defenders of the broken life we've chosen And there's no one else to blame We are defenders of loss, the only ones we cross Dig down and find the strength today...
BURY... ALL OF YOUR ENVY... AWAY... DAMNED... ARE THE SOULS OF THOSE... WHO SHAME WHAT I HAVE MADE...