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Saints Of Grey

 

Saints Of Grey

(альбом: New Slave Nation - 2005)


All my life I remember the sound of you the nights and nights I go back and it burns
All my life I remember the sight of you it burns and burns and for what, we're lost

They say we're lost, we were never found (never found)
They say we're lost, we were never found (never found)
They say we're lost, we were never found (never found)
Never found

Your sense of...belonging
Your make up
Scrapes off the face, it bleeds
The saints of grey
A reckoning
Decisions
Stop, stop running away

You say there's more to sin I open the door, and push you in
Song will never change, the story of my life is the same
You say there's more to sin I open the door, and push you in
Song will never change, the story of my life is the same

They say we're lost, we were never found (found)
They say we're lost, we were never found (found)
They say we're lost, we were never found (found)
We're lost

Your sense of...belonging
Your make up
Scrapes off the face, it bleeds
The saints of grey
A reckoning
Decisions
Stop running away

Stop running/running

a giant disease
a giant disease
Another giant disease
Another giant disease
Another giant disease
Another giant disease
Another giant disease

All my life I blame myself
All my life I blame myself
All my life I blame myself
All my life

All my life I blame my-self
Thank god I'm out of touch
All my life I blame my-self
Thank god I'm out of touch

Your sense of...belonging
Your make up
Scrapes off the face, it bleeds
The saints of grey
A reckoning
Decisions
Stop, stop running away

Thank god I'm out of touch
Thank god I'm out of touch
Thank god I'm out of touch

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