Текст песни Fuel - Bittersweet, слова песни Fuel

Текст песни Fuel - Bittersweet

Fuel - Bittersweet слова песни

Seven sins of wantonness and
everything that`s good is gone
Sell it all for glory from the peers
Silicone priestess scratch the back and
twists the knife to bone
Kick against the pricks and scrape the shins
I`m the enemy in the enemies now
Swallowed the pill
Drank to the fill
All these things I carry now
In this bittersweet, in this bittersweet now
Try to hold the world there sinking,
swimming in a paper cup
Try to own the one beneath the skin
Held up to the flame `till singeing
skin begins to draw and tuck
Never told there`s a chance to win
What couldn`t be, wouldn`t be now
Hold your hands up to the sky and try
so hard to rise above
But everything is beating down

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