Рет қаралды 108
Lyrics:
Better said than told
Don't find cold
Threads pulled holding water
Said it can't be owned
What's inside's vile
Your offer
Your color
Made young to walk so painted
Fake walls to seem created
Hollow so it tastes blue
Take up and mind the sainted
Not far from the scarred and tainted
No weight and always new
Where might be the gold?
All is sold
A cheap thrill and some horror
Care to be dethroned?
We find this smile
Softer
Stronger, no
Those threads might old
but there is a blur
It might just be numb
Made young to walk so painted
Fake walls to seem created
Hollow so it tastes blue
Take up and mind the sainted
Not far from the scarred and tainted
No weight and always new
(voiceover)
If you never needed anything more than this, I guess your colors are pretty new, wouldn't you say?
Made young to walk so painted
Fake walls to seem created
Hollow so it tastes blue
Take up and mind the sainted
Not far from the scarred and tainted
No weight and always new