Publicado em 8 de novembro de 2016
Music by Framing Hanley.
I don't own anything. :)
There's a train leaving town
if you hurry up, I think you just might make it
Damnit I hope you make it
Conscience is a feint, unpleasant sound.
You've worried enough, but here's your chance so take it
Damnit I hope you take it
A heart attack is sleeping in your chest
waiting until the timing's best
So make a move, while you're still breathing
Say so long to innocence
from underneath the evidence
You taste like heaven, but God knows you're built for sin
you're built for sin
you're built for sin
you're built for sin
There's a lie for every truth
if you take these pills, i think you might just make it
damnit I hope you make it
When you were mind, was I for you
just one cheap thrill
just to help you make it
Damnit I hope you didn't fake it
Hypocrisy has really aged you well
the white on your nose was your secret to tell
so you should speak while they're still listening
Say so long to innocence from underneath the evidence
you taste like heaven but God knows you're built for sin
you're built for sin
you're built for sin
you're built for sin
you were built for sin
You can scream out loud
but your panic falls on deaf's ears
this is where you've brought yourself
this is what you've always feared
there's a faceless crowd
with no sympathy
so you can scream out loud,
but there's no one listening
say so long to innocence from underneath the evidence
you taste like heaven, but God knows you're built for sin
you're built for sin
you're built for sin
you were built for sin.
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