Behold the movie of the year

Taste like luck but feels clear

March on nails for bitter souls

Until rust becomes rare and cold...



Behold the movie of the year

Taste like luck but feels clear

March on nails for bitter souls

Until rust becomes rare and cold...



You've made an error in misjudging us, 

I'd be really be happy, if you'd just ask

You've been mislead to believe

That we have nothing, less than this



...Same stories have been played out for ages

i'm ready to be given the chance

for saying our side, our version or choice

cameras capture

numerous nights of romance



Behold the movie of the year

Taste like luck but feels clear

March on nails for bitter souls

Until rust becomes rare and cold...



Where do they come from, the suspicious critics

Frazzled at the clever incisions

Mystic your way, but I learn my days

Greet me with your guilt and shame



...Same stories have been played out for ages

I'm ready to be given the chance

For saying our side, our version or choice

Cameras capture

Numerous nights of romance



Behold the movie of the year

Taste like luck but feels clear

March on nails for bitter souls

Until rust becomes rare and cold...



...Pass on null the essence

The undying patience

We're here for good