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Fragments

 

Fragments

(álbum: Red Vs. Blue Season 10 - 2012)


Screams in the silence
Voices fill your brain
Tremble in the process
Whispers feed the pain

We are just fragments and pieces
We are controlling the game
Don't even know our own secrets
When it's all over we all will pay!

Cover up your eyes now and wait for the darkness
Try to fall asleep fast and pay for the blindness
You don't want to see what's growing deep now inside us
What we've all become is just lies and disguises

(Megatragic, automatic, psycho
Let him have it, cost benefit, this means war
Stick with it, sphinxed with it
Damndest apocalypse shit to the cataclysmic say no more
Carry at, must attack, camel back it
Till' their body cracks, snap and pop
No hope, no escape, dying is the only fate
Give it all you've got till the last man drops.)

Dreams all have left you
Smoke hides the way
Broken every promise
Shadows you're not there

Cover up your eyes now and wait for the darkness
Try to fall asleep fast and pay for the blindness
You don't want to see what's growing deep now inside us
What we've all become is just lies and disguises

(Roll a thousand miles a minute, can't stop tell em'
There's no time to take a deep breath just go
Roll'em over tank style
Crush'em into a dust pile
Hit em' till he screams no, twisted yo
Move ahead, push them back, stop them like a heart attack
Life is in need of this breast plate help
If you can't take the heat, this is where you shouldn't be
Step aside I'll do it by my Goddamned self

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