Tekster: Guns For Glory. Defence Mechanism.

We took the hardest fall,
don't you love me baby?
when your driving in your car do you reflect on me?
or was i just a pawn in your childish game of sympathy?

hey apathy,
come take a stab at me,
your running out of time,
you got the tread between your fingernails,
that tries another time,
to cut the feeling out,
another pain, another time you tried,
to kiss me on the lips of vanity and watch me die,
a toast to victory,
raise your glass in spite of me,
behind my back you played the part,
but arrogance has reaped your heart,
youve become a sham,
pity that i couldnt be a mam,
and face you face to face,
cause sanity has lost its case,

but you buried, you buried your hate,
and bottled the pressure inside,
and your biggest, my biggest mistake
is knowing that you are alive,

so much for vertigo,
watching every idle show,
people always try to pull me down in vain,
the places we will go,
people that we'll never know,
people always smile at you,
people always smile at you?
redefine this line,
a metaphorical decline,
i once, i was an illusion,
redefine this time,
her bloody corpse it never dies,
it just takes over me,
and leads me away from here,

but you buried, you buried your hate,
and bottled the pressure inside,
and your biggest, your biggest regret,
is knowing that you are alive,
and we're happy, we're happier now,
and nothing i say can deny,
that old hearts are destined to open,
and new ones are destined to die,

we take the sweetest dreams and roll them in a ball,
of desire, that we hope to unravel, someday,
tonight,
to find,
to bleed for what is mine,
i never want to let these feelings drown,

but you buried, you buried your hate,
and bottled the pressure inside,
and your biggest, and you biggest regret,
is knowing that you are alive,
and we're happy, we're happier now,
and nothing you say can deny,
that old hearts are destined to open,
and new ones are destined to die,

by now, you've got this note, written in silence and on these words you choke,
by now, you've got this note, written in silence and on these words you choke,
by now, you've got this rope, you are the angel and i am the wing of hope