40 Grit
40 Grit - Sneaky Glass Face songtekst
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Holding my hands over my eyes Blackout sunrise, Blackout this time, my time Time to feed sneaky glass face to me Lend my lies to me and ask why I've fallen down, I am now too weak To carry on to my next. Go away, leave for a while I leave it behind, I'm killing in style Fall down to brave, get up, meditate I leave it behind, don't ask me why Ask me why - sneaky glass face I'd like to feed upon the dead that laugh at demise Like a soul that's been shot out to the skies Burn a bitter reward I've never seen before Pulling and pushing. Winners and sinners. The rest of the world Like a ticking time bomb that's set to explode One look at you now I start to ignore Dampen my apology for stepping on you Your obsolete ways are killing me in a way You're killing me anyway Holding your hands over your eyes CHORUS