歌曲 / 歌词

Ballistics

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歌词

You hold my misery
The bitter tears burning through my hands
The lonely nights seeping through my skin
The failed loves starving out the years
Oh, we're so blind
Either way I look, everything is fucked
Face it (I can't face it)
So I'll set fire to those fields
Just cinders and ash
Sometimes I blame myself.