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Lamb Of God

Erase This

 

Erase This

(альбом: VII: Sturm Und Drang - 2015)


Justify, a means to an ending only just beginning
To legitimize the conflict that's rendering the interaction
So useless futility defined, watching you wait for the stars to align
So clueless, so simple it should be a crime
And I can't bring myself to save you this time

Keep me in your sights, possessed by the spite, woeful irrelevance
So quick to ignite, impulse to indict, defense for incompetence

For what it's worth, it was over before it began
Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand
For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand
Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands

Victimize, cast off, forgotten daughter, play the martyr
So they sympathize with your condition and your position
It's strategic how your misfortune became so fortunate
Oh, it must be torture keeping up with it
Consider me disengaged and find a better character for your stage

Only ever more, still keeping the score, is there enough for you
Keep one thing for sure, stay pure saboteur, it's simply what you do

For what it's worth, it was over before it began
Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand
For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand
Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands

Erase this, replace this with something you have hope in
Severe all ties that bind, the circle will be broken

Keep me in your sights, possessed by the spite, woeful irrelevance
So quick to ignite, impulse to indict, defense for incompetence

For what it's worth, it was over before it began
Blind in your search, no one to guide your hand
For what it's worth, you crossed a line in the sand
Cut off, locked out, as it fell right through your hands

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